Lawrence S. Pertillar Poems

Diss your issues that you've got with me.
I'm not about them!
Stop and dropp 'em.
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If it was never what it was.
Quilled in ink,
To seep in sacred parchment.
Or upheld as it should have been,
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Sobered.
By the arrival,
Of the meaning of life.
And snipped away...
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Who lied and told you life,
Was an easy process?
Who tried to shield you from the truth...
Must be on new 'meds'.
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What makes someone become better,
At doing what it is they do?

That depends.
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No sir...
I did not say,
You were clearly out of your mind.
You are jumping to conclusions!
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I can relate to being deeply depressed.
Emotionally drained,
And mentally stressed.
I can relate to those who drink and smoke pot.
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It's not that I am negative.
It just seems too exhausting,
To have high expectations...
When those choices are diminished,
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How can experiences lived,
Be shared positively.
In conversations,
That are openly expressed...
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Outwardly admitted,
And within inner circles met.
No one is going to say how they feel,
To intimidate what is politically correct.
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