that brave river, I can't sail.



because of that lone feeling,

that I might fail.

So fuck it.

I just smoke let me feel stoned

6th hour.

I still fail to rise,

and I cower in

reality's eyes, so I

just smoke



let me feel stoned

let that paranoia cut

my head off.

I'm low down

crying shame today smoke stoned

I have fallen

scattered the wave

alone I'm crying

broken shade

So I just smoke let me feel stoned

I can't feel you

you can't brave (the river?)

no more sadness no more pain

not what feeds you but what raves

no more sadness no more...