Inception: Lighten Up My Load - Collab With Mikey Part 7

I esteem your presence Glowing with glee At times, you do say things without thinking I’m the god of distress – You’re leaving me breathless Cutting me down like I’m some decaying tree You don’t see how much you make me… Guilty for your crimes Taking the blame about a hundredth time Oh baby, I won't be buying into your product of pleasure beyond measure... Your kind of love was a curse from the very beginning, not a therapeutic remedy or a cure To be honest, you are a waste of time and downright worthless... All I can do, at the time, was cherish our time spent together, for it was remarkably priceless. You were brought back to life and renewed faith, hope and love! Thank the Lord of Accord you came back to me You told me that you were ensnared by stranger ravens and crafty little crows; I earnestly prayed that you’d be safe and sound, for you were my one and only exquisite, snow-white dove you helped me cope with the dreadful storms of the deep and you pushed me to trek the mountains of exhilarating heights through the luminous days – I was drenched in my own sweat But, I recall what you’ve said to me a few years back: “There is a rainbow after a rainstorm…there is glory and prosperity of plenty after struggling through the debris of melancholy” – I was carrying loads and loads of anguish and apprehension that has piled upon me forever it seemed; you really lightened up my load, though there were days that were dry and wet Bringing me back to what I once was – the beautiful leaf-abundant tree Once again, I am reawakening from my damaging depression that triggered destruction in my mindset – now, I’m entering an instructive, priceless, constructive phase of life…a brand new season – I’m alive! Now, it’s time to thrive and I’m feeling the bottomless sensation to uproot me free Your job is to water me thoroughly and daily – Can’t you see that I was growing triumphantly and favorably? Try with all your might…try your best To stay optimistic and fervent I believe that you’ll pass the test Be upbeat, kindhearted and jubilant I appreciate the words you wrote on my notebook… Sometimes, I feel like leftovers left on the counter… I’m a rotten mess – you’re leaving me as if I’m an uninteresting book Sometimes, I feel like a coward – I don’t mean to bother… I won’t cower when I see you, reaching to heaven’s height above the sky-scrapers – I would rather have you in power Remember this – success is like milk in the refrigerator – after a week or two, it becomes sour and loses its scrumptious flavor by the hour So, do me a favor, oh Lord of Accord and give me miracles and gifts that I can afford And sprinkle salt and pepper upon my distasteful flavor – does that ring a chord? He healed me from the boredom disease He put my heart, mind, body, mind and spirits at ease Please…oh please… Uproot me free And let me sway with the blessed breeze – I pray that we will stand tall through it all and catch us when we fall Together, in unison, we will embrace the wings of fantastic flight and keenly flee during nightfall And…if you need a few sheets of paper to right on, Use me like a notebook instead…and write with all your might It seems as if you read me…like a book that drags on and on…yesterday is gone, so look forward to tomorrow’s dawn Use me as your tool of relaxation… and read me all night I’ll tattoo lines of priceless delight I’ll be your coping mechanism all day and night So, please don’t be afraid, for God is near Have no fear, for God’s Kingdom is almost here Steer you way towards rapturous, rapid streams of hope, cleansing away any trace of humiliation and fear When morbid thoughts enter your brain, I pray that your train Of thought gets on track, so that you can refrain From driving your mind insane…affirmative assurance if what you need now and forever…this will help you remain sane for a while longer and it will drive away the remorse’s rain! When you wrote those words of elated, selfless, kindhearted words in my notebook… It made my day…you’re such a delight Like reading a fascinating, classic book…you got me hooked with your nursery rhymes…you enchanted me with your attitude of gratitude and just by your mere look You lit up my day…you lifted me higher than a kite Thank the Lord of Accord that I sought the light at the end of the abyss-swarming tunnel I fell into the arms of peace-abiding angels and ran away from the chaos-brewing devils The wolves in sheep’s clothing…was trying to sugarcoat their hate with love But, I know the difference between a hideous, vulgar vulture and a pure white, serene dove!