What I wouldn’t give to be five again

To be able to hide again

While playing hide and seek with my brother

What I wouldn’t give to be alive again

To know that I am real again

To use my blankets as a cover

Cover my emotions while a quick, silver, knife cuts my skin

Watch as I bleed again because I am not fit to live

There is no more pain from this action

Only emotions

Pouring out

Like summer rain

Summer rain spraying on my cheeks

Tasting salty like tears

Falling only on my cheeks

They hit the floor with a

Splat

There goes my life again

As I try to remember how it was to be five again

I’ve got the hiding part down

Now all I have to do is figure out how to be found