I just want to be told it’s okay. That I’m not crazy. That everything will be alright. I want to be held, caressed and melt in your arms. I want you to sit in the rain of my mind with me until the storm passes and you hold my hand and tell me I made it through. Sail with me through the choppy waves in the middle of the ocean until we make it to land and feel safe again. Be my anchor, so I don’t float off and drown. Climb the mountains in my mind, travel the deep valleys in my soul. Understand me, bring me back to earth when I feel like none of this is truly real. Be my safe haven. But I realize no one is coming, no one will save me. I have to save myself.