Purple Haze

Each stanza starts with a line from the song "Purple Haze" by Jimi Hendrix, my take on it thought. tell me what you think

Lately things don’t seem the same

I’ve been recovering, becoming tame

Lame

My thoughts are misogynistic

My intentions unrealistic

Idealistic?

SCATTERBRAINED

And my mind is strained

Derailed becomes my train of thought

As I try to ward off all that haunts

 

So...

 

Excuse me while I kiss the sky

It’s my final chance to say goodbye

I’m dying to live but we’re living just to die

Oxymoronic?

The bubonic plague of our existence

Histrionic in your wild persistence

Taking all the world but giving nothing back

Finding faults in others, neglecting what we lack

 

Is it tomorrow or the end of time?

Is there joy or is life just asinine?

Is there love or is it just pain?

A life after all this cosmic strain?

Purple haze all in my brain…