I wish I could

speak to my younger self

Your heart will lose

more of every battle

This will seem permanent 

but you hold all the hope

You are only

a small learning child

They will tell you

‘You are doing it wrong’

But I need you

to choose to live your life

Your past is past

Don’t let every hardship

control how you live

Live every life

You must choose

You will get hurt

Tell them

don’t be so scared

You will be 

Okay, little one

You must live

for both of us

You’ll be alright, kid.

Written by H. A. Archer Jones

by H. A. Archer Jones