A Rhyming Cascade

Meh, odd.

I need something standing by my side
Some kind of subtle guide
Offer me a place to hide...
Some way to safely ride
The tsunami that's inside
Make me feel justified
Should be glad to have survived -
Not angry that I never died
I just shoud have been denied
But no way out has been supplied.

So onwards, I must ride
Because there IS no place to hide
And no reason for a guide
If my heart stays open wide.