I pray, ask speak aloud my wish my need. I wish to be able to see the trees without the view obstructed by my twisted development, torture and depression. I wish to see the water as I once saw it, magical and pure. I wish I knew how to play, really play, like a child. I wish I knew how to be in the world and still hold myself. I wish that everything in life was not so difficult, peace sometimes. I wish for the freedom to roam and think without responsibility, and without being afraid of the danged snakes. I wish my mind could touch the beauty I know is around me. I wish I could be in the world the magical child once knew all too briefly.