Mind Traveller

 I'm lying in my bed
with a pen and a pad
I'm flying through my head
through all the times both good and bad
I feel the icy hand
of anxiety and doubt
So I perform a ritual
to smoke the ravens out

So I take my favorite bowl
and add some special herbs
I find a quiet place
where I'll never be disturbed
I light her fire to have a taste
and feel a burst of energy
I start to vibe with Mary Jane
and feel the perfect synergy

And pretty soon I notice
after harnessing the herb
My pen is overflowing
and my rhyming is superb
I can wax prophetic now
and scribe a bit heretical
I daydream through the stressful bits
and run down hypothetical

Just as the lady lifts me up
she also let's me down
So I pack up another bowl
and go another round
I take a pile of pizza rolls
and throw them on a plate
I pop them in the microwave
and patiently I wait

And after my ideas are gone
and my reserves are tapped
I curl up in my quiet room
and take an evening nap
You might think that sounds lazy
but I'm doing just fine
Instead of trying to drive the bus
I'm just enjoying the ride