Broken Butterflies and other poems [NOT for people who get easily triggered!!]

Hide And Seek

"Let's play hide and seek," she said. "You count and I'll hide."
So I coumted to 10, then off I ran in search of my friend.
Maybe she's hiding behind the wall? Or inside the slide?
Oh, my friend, you sure know how to hide.

I scratched my head and thought again. Where is my friend?
Under the big tree? There she must be.
Sure enough, her I found under the big tree without a sound.
There she floated, high above the ground,
with a necklace of pain hugging her throat.

What happened to my friend, the girl I used to know?
The happy little girl she disguised to be.
Why, my friend? Why have you hidden your pain from me?

All her life was but a game. A tormented game of hide and seek.
She had searched and searched, but she never found herself.
Now lost she will be, for all eternity.
Oh, my friend. If only I had known, you would not have been alone.
I would've searched and you would have been found.

Now I watch, as my friend is lowered into the ground.

10-06-17