25/01/2026
A moment.
A touch.
A trace of almost nothing.
And yet something remains
a thought
that loosens
and drifts away like smoke in the wind.
Then it comes.
Out of nowhere.
Like a wave.
It wraps around you.
Overwhelms you.
Takes the ground from beneath your feet.
Suddenly the outside feels safer than the inside.
Escape becomes tempting.
Not feeling seems easier than staying.
Breath quickens.
The eyes search.
Thoughts begin to circle
looking for a reason.
Memories arise,
dark, familiar, logical.
They offer explanations.
They give the present a story.
Because something must be to blame.
Something must explain
why these feelings are here.
No scream.
No answer.
The wish to simply be held
seeps away
lost between guilt,
disappointment,
and what did not happen.
The solution feels so close.
So simple.
And yet it finds no words.
So only the feeling remains,
unspoken.
„I want to be held.“