Dope

Drugged in worthless natural highs...what comes up must come down as they all say these dismal days...or is it all in my mind? I'm a delusional daydreamer, but I'm an ice fire that can scorch up in coolness Oh, these night notions are dope...legit love and harboring hate hunt me down like prey to the predator of the wilderness of woe wistfulness - elevate my spirits of descending darkness Pardon me for using modern slang...I'm not a Shakespeare or a Rowling, so I'm leaning on my wise and foolish Earnings...I am Dave the Brave and other names that hold so much meaning to me, but mean close to naught in other peoples' craniums of selfish ambitions and personal perspectives Empty your thoughts and be free with liberty in heart, mind and soul...do your thang and you'll be everything, not nothing...God, forgive me, for Ive been an abomination to the Holy Spirit by giving in to the nature of Human lusts and temptations on many fickle levels...I can't recall the last time I've lived life without a care...help, please? That would be DOPE if you can rescue me from the save-me, hopeless, and helpless mentality...

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