Of Fears and Insecurities

“If I had to describe myself as anything it would be a raging sea. What I need from you is to be a ship that can keep afloat when the waters are rocky.” (Take me away from high hopes, take me away from insecurities, take me away from disappointments, and bring me to a place where fond memories – of waves kissing the shore, of an affectionate breeze combing through my hair, of your fingers dancing on a weathered stage.)


I'm scared. Really scared. Like fucking terrified. These, fears and insecurities, have been eating me up inside and I think time is running out.