a life in words

be a kid with me

tonight I walked up the stairs with a blanket wrapped around my shoulders,

wearing polka dotted pajama pants,

and remembered when this was a nightly thing,

and when life seemed a bit simpler,

when anxiety wasn't in my vocabulary,

when the only scars were from dumb stunts as a 4 year old,

when dreaming was not so daunting,

when tomorrow wasn't a question,

and tonight I remembered - moments like those still exist,

maybe it takes a summer away from stress,

a step away from boys and heartbreak,

a voice telling cancer to suck it,

or just simply a soft blanket & polka dotted pjs,

to remind us that we're all still kids that have only seen too much,

but kids nonetheless,

I hope you never forget to embrace the you at 5 years old,

and forget about what the eyes of 19 have seen