when life offers trouble, confusion and broken heart where do i hide?
The brokenness of heart leaves me alone in crowded places and still i think
what can be my best hideout, to be truthful i don’t need one.
i don’t need a cuboard to hide me
i don’t try to crawl under my bed anymore,
i just sit quietly and i am lost anyhow.
i feel thoughts and emmotions rushing together in me,
i pray for peace, i pray for guidance
because my god is my best Hideout
Hideout by Aastha