Before i creep thru these cold walls
surrounding a warm center
i sit in thought dreading what is to come
what will happen
what will i do
if what comes
isnt what i need
i fear
i ache
im a creep
for all those lonesome nights
i ran into the deep dark
seeking an even darker adventure
those misc days when i rocked that boat
his boat
my boat
because the waters had arised
so forgive me for being so critical of you
i mean me
because what you get is only a reaction
to your gritty actions
....B. Smoothe
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