Is there sunlight in the room

in which you hide?

You know I wish warmth for you,

and peace, at least these

I pray one day you'll find.

And that you'll forgive me

for the way I lied;

you were right, it was always

a need for acceptance

I sought to leave behind.

And as these layers of ice

seek to bury my mind,

I will hold to hope

that wherever you are,

there is sunlight in the room

in which you hide.

Joshua Potter © 2013

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