If I'm H1gh - N0t 4 Poem by sean north

If i'm high
am i'm broken hearted
and dont know how this
whole thing started

somewhere right before
we all departed
before a million others
dead but started

so its hard not to see
how its all imparted
like on cold mornings
when it wont get started

or mostly cut right off
inside the heated moment
with your so much to say and
almost no hopes of atonement

like when this look
at life's, not for
those faint hearted
sometimes its like we

lost this race
long before we started