Safe Belt

All I ask is that you hold on to me. Right now I feel that I am out of control, With no sense of control. A projectile flying through the windshield. Not knowing what to do besides brace myself for the impact. The thought of losing control. Feeling that things are way out of hand. When in reality things may be fine, seeking assurance of a firm hold To calm the thoughts that run rampant. The feeling of being tossed through the air without steady balance. In these moments it is you that I seek for reassurance. If only for a moment, grab me as tight as you can. Show me that things are not as they seem. Ease the feeling of insecurity in the times when thoughts get the better of me. That I am flying face forward through the windshield without knowing how to properly brace myself. In the midst of these thoughts, I am glad that you are my safe belt. Even if it's the slightest tug, I appreciate you for always being there. For being by my side even when you don't have to, Thank you for being the miracle that has saved my life so many times