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Purple Phase
From my birthday in 1967
I spent my days
Chasing a purple haze
Wanting to run from myself
I felt too much too deep
The longing inside me for something
For someone I couldn't see
Threatened to tear me apart
I put my emotions in my music
I was drunk most of the time
Wanting to run from life
Wanting to run from myself
Sometimes I got high
But I never went tripping again
After the night the lights fell from the sky
And set my mind to start destructing
My purple phase lasted fourteen years
When my son was born, I knew
He needed his daddy to be clear
Danny boy, you kept me here
I wish I wasn't leaving you behind
Wish I wasn't breaking your heart
Danny, though my mind may forget who you are
I'll never forget you in my soul
When the time comes for you
To pass from this world
I'll be waiting there for my children
Beyond the purple haze
Written by Gerry Clifford
Poetry style: Biography
Notes:
The poem was finished by Gerry on 12 December 2011, his sixtieth birthday, shortly after the decision to move him to Candlelight Ridge Care Home due to his increasing cognition loss. It took him five days to create.
Photoshop manipulation by The Real Cie
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