The walls confine.
Icy stone closes around me.
When did I last see the sun?
Book and bed are my only companions.
Can't I find another friend?

I entered this dreary night of my own choice.
I volunteered for this agony and despair.
I cannot leave.
And yet a single petal or kind word
Could ease my pain.

All praise me. To them,
I am holy.
So why do I feel empty?
Why do I feel alone and forsaken?
No one cares....

Silence again.  I close my eyes
And smell a sweet rose.
A hand brushes mine.
Images flash inside me
Of a time when I had still chosen to live.
I see a rainbow, a face,
A light!  A light.

I have been here before.
A familiar voice tells me,
Take heart!  Take heed!
I have reached the goal!
My suffering is accepted!
...Or is it?

The voice soothes my weary soul.
I am loved,
This is not in vain.
The time will come
When I see the sun again.