Pull The Plug – Day 320, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz

Pull the plug!
And,
Disconnect from the weed,
From the drinks,
From a scene full of kinks,
Embedded in the heart of a swinger trying to get wet,
And,
Sink onto pestilence.
If ascendance is the goal for a dreamer,
Then,
I’m grabbing my medicine,
Rather than a sedative to get faded behind…
I was so jaded,
And,
I see why.
Now that I’m walking with a clear mind.
My life wasn’t going up in smoke,
Until I lit a match burning mine to ash digging out the coals,
From planted ideas I left buried when I went cold…
I’ll never go back!
Unplugged forever.
Electric with a pen till I die in light of the weather,
Whether it’s rain from a sky full of thunder slumberrd with a feather,
Or,
Sunny as I’m peppered by the sunshine,
I’m severed,
From the lies…
No more getting high!
Anytime I’m down on my luck,
With a palm open to a blunt,
Instead of of blessings I should’ve been willing to receive from above…