Solitude, your best aide Through thick and thin
Through every shade
Sometimes you are not kind
Sometimes you start the blame game
You just got blind
Now make some confessions
Let me do it for you
It's your best place to hide
It's the hand you hold when
Darkness grabs you
Its shoulder is the place where you cry
It is making you a seeker of magic
It is making you believe in yourself
It is giving you the strength for seeing dreams which you give up every second day
Then why fiercely are you killing it?
Why are you finding someone else to take its place
Can't you see it's there, with you for you....always.
©dikshadhiman