how high must i have been when i wrote this?

found this poem that i wrote a long time ago and forgot about it...
i mustve been SOOO high hahhahahaa
what you think?

the flow

they say lifes got a flow
that floats in a direction unknown
they say its the way you must go
but some choose to go the other way
alone

fighting the current
one moves a negligable distance
but one can move both ways, concurrent
and travel far with some assistance.
if one stands still
or moves without persistance
their lives, they shall kill
as they vanish from existance

but with that persistance
the fighter can find
that upstream they can travel the distance
to bring peace upon the mind

they say go with the flow
its the way things should be
but the seeker wont take no
as an answer, will he?

No, he wont, he never could
he always questions the questionable
perhaps more than he should
would the seeker question the unquestionable?
they knew that he would

so they set that current, to fight him away
so the questions that musnt be answered
unanswered theyd stay
and the current still flows unto this very day

while the seeker still fights.
much to their dismay
with all his might
and he'll never be carried away

upon beating the current
the seeker, he quivers
he knows all of his questions will be answered
at the end of the river.
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