Memories – Written Thursday 17th February 2005 (Aged 29)


years have no substance
memories have no real weight
yet they feel heavy –
when i think of my life
and all the things that have happened
the weight becomes real
i think back
and i remember how i used to feel
i remember those,
who passed through my life
the shy teenager
that grew to seek the light
i remember so many things
and it is hard to believe
it happened so long ago
or that they happened to me
and then i feel the weight
and i face forwards
looking at the doorway of fate
going back all these years
years have no substance
experience, off cuts of memories

James Garratt – Thursday 17th February 2005

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