I lay my phone right next to my ear and listen to such a soothing sound. It gently vibrates my eardrum and relaxes my mind. My eyes are heavy and my heart slows to steady itself. This sound is calm and this sound is safe and I fall asleep feeling as such. Then I awake in the morning and crave to hear the sound again. It's becoming a need and I'm getting scared. My heart is too weak, I'm sorry, but I need the sound. I need the comfort and I need to feel safe. I need...
I feel like I am holding something sacred. It's very fragile that I must keep it well protected. I dare not break it. It holds a storm inside it that rages on and I am holding it with patience and gentleness, hoping the storm, though it may never stop, but may turn into a soft rain. A rain I could maybe dance in.
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