There Was So Much To Say Poem, by Jordan Cash, at My poetic side

When we were young and cool

We were so free as kids

We could taste the breeze on the road

Every last delicious morsel of life

Looking back now

I was a sick fool for thinking

Ignorant in my own way

But I felt so proud being there

Holding your hand on the bridge

Before we jumped

I never did get it right

I went and fucked up my life

Then I went and I done it all again

So easy to forget my emotions

I do it well

Everyone knows I'm going to Hell

Everyone knows

We never realised it then

But time didn't mean anything

Everything felt so long

Like life was lasting forever

But now the days are slipping away

I look back and I feel the tears pouring

Oh, how I was a fool for not knowing

The best years were a gift

The rain falling on our bodies

As we went on, so precious and young

So naïve and innocent

Crying for our stolen childhoods

Praying for those times

We washed our feet in mountain streams

We spoke about stupid things

Back then

There was so much to say

Back then

I was transparent but never vague

Back then there was so much to say

Back then

There was so much to say.

Comments +

dusk arising June 12th, 2021 16:20
There is still much to say and here you say it, your memories affect you, so well.
Goldfinch60 June 13th, 2021 00:59
As d a has said you will still have much to say and it will be much more profound as much of it will be based on experience,

Andy

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There Was So Much To Say