Lawrence S. Pertillar

Gold Star - 108,143 Points (February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

Bring Me Some Sun

Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Dreary drizzling nights.
Fall to mist on my parade.
There's nothing I can fight.
Or no one who comes,
Worthy to become succumbed
By a lilting serenade.

Manic saddness inside I feed.
I want to saddle up and leave this evil.
Whatever 'this' process is
That breeds these changes...
Making me a stranger in danger with this shit,
Has got to stop!

Right now I am not in a sentimental mood.
I've got to move beyond this setting in my mind!
And it has been a long time I felt that I am trapped!
Too much has been invested in that...
This struggle must end and it has to end right!
Dreary drizzling nights,
Go away!
I am not looking for this kind of charity...
To stay and find comfort to surround and smother me.
Turnaround and you bring me some Sun!

Whatever 'this' process is,
That breeds these changes.
Making me a stranger in danger with this shit...
Has got to stop!


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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 2, 2007

Poem Edited: Wednesday, January 26, 2011