I wrote this inspired by the memoir called Go Ask Alice. Even though drugs are bad, she inspired me to write about what good it did to her. :)
I feel so high in the clouds everyone around me laughing around, but I'm in another world and is incredible, it feels three-dimensional. I inhale it, I taste it, is inside me all, the ecstasy is making my mind numb and yet, my imagination strong and I can't stop. The feeling it gives me is a dangerous joy, a catastrophe inside my body that feels so marvelous. Is dazzling inside my veins, raising the rush in my blood, is electrifying my heart and I hear echoes in my voice, screaming that I feel on top of the world, then all of the sudden, the feeling is gone and I go back to my ordinary average world.
Drugs are what people who are not poets resort to to try and feel those ... those ... those moments of ecstasy when a poem reveals itself to be. Alas there can only be one poet every few decades or so. Was it Dylan or was it Hendrix? All the rest of humanity are left with ... the O.A.W. There is no point to such existances. Yet those who are poets ... die too early. Which means it was Hendrix.
I like it, I never read that story, I read a part of it, but I still think this can be like, a good companion to the book (especially since you said it was inspired by it). Good work :3
Very insightful!! I have wanted to read this book for a long time now especially since I have heard its written all in poems. Great write I really enjoyed reading it!!
Feel the rhythm in your words and dance to the music in them.
That's what I always say. When you have a passion about something, one should not let go of it. And my passion is writing. I could take .. more..