Pre-Medicated
Looking around and observing those once inflated,
By temptations that elated.
And draped some with sugarplumes on their plate!
And couldn't wait to prance around...
With easily obtained 'things' either given or found,
To satiate a frosting licked...
Off an everlasting cake!
Almost!
They received a 'breezy' coasting to boast!
And they did...
Until their glides hit thorns with splinters on skids.
Turning a boasted lust into toast!
Pre-medicated.
From a charaded fate.
It seems today heartbreak is the maker.
It has taken too long,
For my peace of mind to come.
And I am surprised I have not run...
From all the moaning around me,
Being done!
Pre-medicated,
From dismissed drips.
Sobbing to rob a smile from a grinner.
This happy frame of mind is mine to keep.
My bubble didn't pop on me...
To find my pockets emptied deep.
With creditors hounding me out of a peaceful sleep.
Weeping bluesy party poopers,
Losing treasures from them...
To find themselves now in and on the streets.
And that ain't pretty!
Especially if you had been one of those...
Who laughed at others and showed no pity,
Walking around in tattered clothes...
Among the exposed in urban cities.
Pre-medicated.
From a charaded fate.
It seems today heartbreak is the maker.
It has taken too long,
For my peace of mind to come.
And I am surprised I have not run...
From all the moaning around me,
Being done!
And what they 'had' they bragged was high class.
Either leased or rented...
They then had the cash!
But when that cash depleted,
They could not keep defeat a secret.
They were exposed.
And it became known what they had...
Was not theirs to own!
Pre-medicated...
With a patience I've always had.
Never one to let what others had make me angry or mad.
I've been told I am self serving.
It's a self preservation that satisfies my needs not greed!
I'm glad I'm like that!
My life's not foreclosing with burdens on my back!
Or up for bid.
Looking around and observing those once inflated,
By temptations that elated.
And draped some with sugarplumes on their plate!
And couldn't wait to prance around...
With easily obtained 'things' either given or found,
To satiate a frosting licked...
Off an everlasting cake!
Almost!
They received a 'breezy' coasting to boast!
And they did...
Until their glides hit thorns with splinters on skids.
Turning a boasted lust into toast!
And if I am self serving...
It is a pride I am not ashamed to hide.
Or find I can no longer drive,
'Cause the gas is too high!
My octane just gains me more confidence!
Pre-medicated...
With a patience some sold out with the bait!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Medicated Head
It seems more than not,
That something blown out of the box...
Starts over nothing.
To leave one's peace disrupted.
And people deciding that conflicts fit,
With an advantage that provides benefits.
Can a life be lived enjoyed,
With a medicated head that's ripped.
Can a life be lived enjoyed,
Pretending none of this exists.
Can a life be lived enjoyed,
Drifting high and strickly blissed...
With,
A medicated head instead.
And...
Playing possum as if dead.
Can a life be lived enjoyed,
With a medicated head instead.
Can one's life be lived enjoyed...
Playing possum as if one's dead.
Ripped and blissed...
Can a medicated head stay fed.
To be,
Ripped and blissed...
Will a medicated head wish no repair.
It seems more than not,
That something blown out of the box...
Starts over nothing.
To leave one's peace disrupted.
And people deciding that conflicts fit,
With an advantage that provides benefits.
Can a life be lived enjoyed,
With a medicated head that's ripped.
Can a life be lived enjoyed,
Pretending none of this exists.
To be,
Ripped and blissed...
Will a medicated head really care.
To be,
Ripped up and blissed...
Will a medicated head prefer to stay there.
Ripped up and blissed!
To be...
Ripped and blissed!
To be...
Ripped up and blissed!
Will a medicated head wanting it right there.
Ripped up and blissed!
To be...
Ripped and blissed!
To be...
Ripped up and blissed!
Will a medicated head stay there.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Drugged Up and Prescribed Medicated Existences Limited
If folks think I'm a homo?
I'm gonna give them that,
And something more than homo.
If they think of me as straight?
They will get that too,
On their dinner plate.
People finding slots to lock,
Names and tags on one another...
Have done themselves the injustice.
And grounded, they are, in cemented ignorance.
Trying to find themselves in religions,
Where those 'church' addicted commit most the sins.
Is a programming of the mind that's done.
To have those in need be controlled by someone.
And me,
My life will be loved.
Independently to breathe as it was given to me.
And if another human being wishes to hug me with love,
They will get that received.
Just how it was given to me.
But I do have my preferences.
If you get my drift!
So if folks think I'm a homo?
I'm gonna give them that,
And something more than homo.
If they think of me as straight?
They will get that too,
On their dinner plate.
I do not spend my time,
With folks seeking to find a hole
To bury their brains including their minds.
Is there anything else folks can do?
Than to entertain their empty lives,
With who screwing and doing 'who'.
This is all so immature and foolish.
I'm going to live my life as the gift it is.
And leave those who are self righteous about theirs,
To their own drugged up and prescribed medicated existences limited.
'I bet you can't say that five times fast? '
What? 'drugged up and prescribed medicated existences limited'?
You're right!
I had trouble saying it 'that' time and the first as slow as possible.
I am the author.
So...
I don't have to say it at all.
It's written and for that purpose intended.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Don't Treat Me Evil
You may not,
Like what you've got.
But...
Even when you're medicated,
You can be evil.
You may not,
Like what you've got.
But...
Even when you're medicated,
You can be evil.
I don't want to be around you,
When you get evil.
I know you are ailing and you're sick,
But...
You can get evil.
I know you don't complain...
But when you do,
You're so evil.
I try to keep my patience,
But you keep being evil.
You may not,
Like what you've got.
But...
Even when you're medicated,
You can be evil.
I try to keep my patience,
But...
You can be evil.
I know you're feeling sick,
But do you have to be evil.
I know you're ill and feeling it.
But,
You can be evil.
Even when you're medicated,
You can be evil.
I know you're feeling sick,
But do you have to be evil.
I know you're ill and feeling it.
But don't treat me evil.
Don't treat me evil.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Pharmaceuticals Injected
An assessment given with honesty,
Is least received with acceptance.
A degree of secrecy exposed...
Leaves those afraid to face self examination.
For fear they too will see themselves too clear.
And this kind of clarity...
Will not sit well with those who induce,
With a medicated enrichment produced...
By the best pharmaceuticals injected to keep,
A conformacy alive and dependent!
To reap and build wealth from ill health treatments.
Medicating millions to feed a burgeoning industry!
Instilling sickness to uplift their higher towers.
To reign and have power over all consciousness.
An assessment given with honesty,
Is least received with acceptance.
A degree of secrecy exposed...
Leaves those afraid to face self examination.
For fear they too will see themselves too clear.
And this kind of clarity...
Will not sit well with those who induce,
With a medicated enrichment produced...
By the best pharmaceuticals injected to keep,
A conformacy alive and dependent!
Even in sleep this seduction is controlled.
And those addicted reach...
To sustain a mind no one longer beholds.
Or can be defined as one independently owned.
And hustled to keep their drug intake,
Free of surprising shakedowns.
Or a criminal bust,
Of those getting high from a natural rush!
Outlawed and distrusted but preferred and lusted.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Inside My Head
Every time you think of me like your goddamn trophy
It just pushes me away
Pushes me away
I never said that I'd make you mine
Why do you insist on pushing all the time
I know it's not my vivid imagination
Telling you lies
Telling you lies
It's funny how you found the time
To expose yourself and be another one of these
Psychos all around me
Psychos all around me
Like to say my head's not right
My head's not right
Medicated aren't we all
Turning into you
Got me crazed with what you do
Inside my head there's a vision of you
And nothing's changing
Nothing's changing
I want to run away
And you says it's alright
I want to run away
Walk away
Just go
I think you're pushing, pushing
To seek and discover to notice you're different than all the rest
Kepp telling me to ask why
Would it really hurt you to leave me alone sometimes
To seek and discover your genius uncovered
Your pain
Nothing's changing
Nothing's changing
Medicated aren't we all
Turn me into you
Got me crazed with what you do
Inside my head there's a vision of you
And nothing's changing
Nothing's changing
I want to run away
And you says it's alright
I want to run away
Pushing me away
Pushing me away
Pushing me away
Pushing me, pushing me
Pushing me
Medicated aren't we all
Turning into you
Got me crazed with what you do
Inside my head there's a vision of you
And nothing's changing
Medicated aren't we all
Turning into you
Got me crazed with what you do
You do
Inside my head there's a vision of you
And nothing's changing
Nothing's changing
Nothing's changing
Maybe it's not me
It's all inside my head
Maybe it's not me
It's all inside my head
And nothing's changing
It's all inside my head
And nothing's changing
It's all inside my head
song performed by by Orgy
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It's Been...Too Long, A Wait For Me
If you want romance,
Is there still a chance...
You could slip away,
From your quick and grab it habits...
And be fully medicated.
If you want romance,
Is there still a chance...
You could slip away,
From your quick and grab it habits...
And be fully medicated.
It's been...
Too long,
A wait for me.
I feel I should grab to have it.
It's been...
Too long,
A wait for me.
I feel I should grab to have it.
If you want romance,
Is there still a chance...
You could slip away,
From your quick and grab it habits...
And be fully medicated.
It's been...
Too long a wait for me.
Do I stand a chance?
It's been...
Too long,
A wait from me.
Could there be romance,
To have our hearts continue dancing?
It's been...
Too long,
A wait for me.
And my heart is mended now,
With no sorrows that I borrow.
Or drag in to meet tomorrow.
It's been...
Too long,
A wait for me.
With no sorrows that I borrow.
And a heart that's mended now.
It's been...
Too long,
A wait for me.
With no sorrows that I borrow.
And a heart that's mended now.
It's been...
Too long,
A wait for me.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Stress and Headache Free
I am stress and headache free.
To peace I'm dedicated.
Stress and headache free.
To peace I'm dedicated.
I am stress and headache free.
To peace I'm dedicated.
No more nodding medicated.
Or allowing to berated.
I am stress and headache free.
To peace I'm dedicated.
Stress and headache free.
To peace I'm dedicated.
I am stress and headache free.
To peace I'm dedicated.
Dues I had I paid it.
I feel today elated.
I am stress and headache free.
To peace I'm dedicated.
Stress and headache free.
To peace I'm dedicated.
I am stress and headache free.
To peace I'm dedicated.
I'm happy that I've made it.
And there's nothing complicated!
Oh, I'm stressing headache free.
To peace I'm dedicated.
Yes I'm stress and headache free.
To peace I'm dedicated.
I am stress and headache free.
To peace I'm dedicated.
I am happy that I've made it.
There is nothing complicated!
No more nodding medicated.
Or allowing to berated.
Dues I had I paid it.
I feel today elated.
I'm now more animated.
I'm now more animated.
I'm now more animated.
And my life can be paraded.
Since inside I'm illuminated!
Since inside I'm illuminated!
Since inside I'm illuminated!
Since inside I'm illuminated!
I am stress and headache free.
To peace I'm dedicated.
Stress and headache free.
To peace I'm dedicated.
I am stress and headache free.
To peace I'm dedicated.
To peace I'm dedicated.
To peace I'm dedicated.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Choke
Rev high
Bend low and free the dead word
When I stand up and feel the head burst
When I stand out Ill hold it under
When I stand down I wont be down for long
Remember why youre not along
You choke
You take the dive and wonder why
You never elevated
You swallow
Your sky is dry
Youre passing time alive
And medicated
A sublime death dream
Time gets to you like a lover
A broad side, full on dread
Gets to the one alone
It grabs you by the bone and swings
You up and all around
You choke
You take the dive and wonder why
You never elevated
You swallow
Your sky is dry
Youre passing time alive
And medicated
Youve run away from something sure
When you own your fear, feel undead
Feel undead and unlike anyone
Dont let it air out
Some will take it on the chin
I will meditate and know other lifetimes while the sum
Of almost every sorry will always find a way
Home and the way I long to love long and matter... live long in you
It doesnt matter
song performed by by I Mother Earth
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Entertaining the Absence of Logic
There are still those who are amply baited,
Who remain over medicated...
With hallucinations they satiate.
And prescribed just the right mix,
Of delusions to keep them fixed.
With a bombardment of mental distractions...
To ensure denial and truth is resisted.
There are still those who are amply baited,
Who remain over medicated...
With hallucinations they satiate.
The time to awaken their minds has passed.
Addicted to fantasize and this will last.
As they have been treated to dismiss,
All elements of reality in their consciousness.
Confirming with validation the admittance of conflict.
Entertaining the absence of logic and common sense.
Numbed and insisting this existence persists.
Entertaining the absence of logic and common sense.
Numbed and insisting this existence persists.
Entertaining the absence of logic and common sense.
Confirming with validation the admittance of conflict.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Kidnapped
Restful sleep,
In safe and peace filled chambers.
Undisturbed by nervousness,
A trusting mind succumbs.
A consciousness secured and reaching...
As trees with branches home to leaves,
Blooming in the cleansing that Spring brings!
Kidnapped sensibilities!
Tossed and locked behind frosting freedoms.
Kidnapped credible loyalities!
Doubts pop like crops of killing weeds,
Strangling to smother a freshness once received!
Joyful children skipping free.
Under cloudless sky and beaming Sun!
Guardians watch within steps without concern.
In conversations full of promise!
Kidnapped smiles replaced by common frowns.
Playgrounds abandoned as swings decay with rust!
Suspicious neighbors spy...
As all try to make some sense of this!
Kidnapped in nightmares brought to life and frightens.
Trapped secured,
Enduring insecurities!
Paying the price for the kind of life,
Appearances kept expensively on a downgrade!
Restful sleep,
In safe and peace filled chambers.
Undisturbed by nervousness,
A trusting mind succumbs...
Slipping into assisted medicated dreams!
Free and released from conflict.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Whereabouts
Where is the missing one, the missing one
Where is the missing one, the missing one
There is a missing person that Ive just got to find
Now just how long they have been gone
I cant say at this time
I glanced outside my window surprisingly to see
The reflection of a broken man who looked somewhat like me
Im trying to find my whereabouts, what shall I do
When nothing seems to follow through
In me, trying to find my whereabouts, Im turning blue
But wait I may have found a clue
My whereabouts are somewhere in yesterday with you
Where is the missing one, the missing one
I looked inside an album of happy photographs
To try to match the feeling
In the joy I used to have
I travelled through the moments that held a special place
But everytime what came to mind is that smile upon your face
Im trying to find my whereabouts, what shall I do
When nothing seems to follow through
In me, trying to find my whereabouts, Im turning blue
But wait I may have found a clue
My whereabouts are somewhere in yesterday with you
Where is the missing one, the missing one
Im trying to find my whereabouts, what shall I do
When nothing seems to follow through
In me, trying to find my whereabouts, Im turning blue
But wait I may have found a clue
My whereabouts are somewhere lost in yesterday with you
Im trying to find my whereabouts, what can I do
When nothing seems to follow through
In me, trying to find my whereabouts, Im turning blue
But wait I may have found a clue
My whereabouts are somewhere lost in yesterday with you
Where is the missing one, the missing one
(repeat)
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Sexual Thing
(laughing)
Jam blues man
There you lay
All by yourself
So please allow me
To introduce myself
I welcome you
To the house of sin
Open your mind
And let the games begin
Im your lust
And Im your greed
Im every sick thought
That you ever done dreamed
Eaten your cake
Now you want some more
Mmm, where have i
Heard that before?
Chorus:
I am your
I am your
Im just your sexual thing
I am your
I am your
Im just your sexual
Aint nothin but a sexual
Its just a sexual thing
Lyin there
You look so horny
Talk is cheap
And startin to bore me
Hold me close
And tell me it feels so good
But damn, girl
You knew it would
Chorus
Solo
Glad to have met you
So pleased that youve come
But I must be movin on
My work here is done
Best believe me you, child
The pleasures been all mine
If youre in need, please do indeed
Call me anytime
Chorus
Theyve got you medicated
Its got you so frustrated
He caught you masturbatin
You rather be fornicating
Well then you come with me
Im gonna set you free
Its just a sexual
Aint nothin but a sexual
Its just a sexual thing
Talking:
What youve witnessed is a sexual fantasy
Please do not try these tricks at home
song performed by by Poison
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Your Fears
Reaching to seek what is imagined mythically,
And worshipped to seduce fears...
If one doesn't live within restrictions to adhere.
With a loyality specific to something symbolically,
Endeared.
Promotes division and undecisiveness,
To market a decadence pocketed by deceivers.
And taunting those believers who can not sleep.
Your fears,
Keep you medicated and doped up.
Your fears,
Keep you agitated and stuck in ruts.
Your fears,
Keeps your back shoved up against a wall...
To sob over troubles with an instant recall.
Your fears,
Keep you medicated and doped up.
Your fears,
Keep you agitated and stuck in ruts.
Your fears,
Keeps your back shoved up against a wall...
To sob over troubles with an instant recall.
Reaching to seek what is imagined mythically,
And worshipped to seduce fears...
If one doesn't live within restrictions to adhere.
With a loyality specific to something symbolically,
Endeared.
Promotes division and undecisiveness,
To market a decadence pocketed by deceivers.
And taunting those believers who wish they could sleep!
Your fears,
Keep you medicated and doped up.
Your fears,
Keep you agitated and stuck in ruts.
Your fears,
Keeps your back shoved up against a wall...
To sob over troubles with an instant recall.
Your fears,
Are meant to keep you in a state of confusion.
Your fears,
Are like a leech who wants to feed you defeat.
Your fears,
Keep you medicated and doped up.
Because you have stated that enough is enough.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Some Silent Way to Cope
Does humanity have hope
To find some silent way to cope
With the white noise in the head
Moaning softly through the dregs
Charred and burnt off ends of dreams
Fertilize the fallacy
Echoing through greyscale rot
Sadism amidst deep thought
Throwing its shadows to the skull
'Til medicated slumber lulls
Stinging psychopathic pain
The only path to flee the rain
That winds its way through all deplored
As mental strain comes back for more
Breaking the bells' sweet euphony
Stripping bliss of its company
While the only place to be alone's
Perdition in an eight inch dome
Oh joyous is the day we find
That existence is a waste of time
Heartbreak Road
I’m walking down this road called heartbreak,
which leads to a place called despair.
It’s a long and lonely road that I’m travelling
and I’ll find no comfort there.
It’s not a road I ever thought I’d be taking
and it’s not the way I’d choose to go,
but my failure to hold onto my loved one
has left me with self pity and sorrow.
This road has deep holes filled with sadness,
when I stumble, tears form in my eyes.
With loneliness and misery I walk in puddles
from the raindrops from the weeping skies.
My broken dreams and schemes accompany me
even though they weigh heavy on my mind.
Memories, happy and sad hinder my progress,
which makes new dawns so hard to find.
My heart has been emptied and shattered,
and I’ve only heartbreak road to walk.
It’s an endless one-way road of darkness
to which my troubled mind is fraught.
poem by Orlando Belo
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As long as they are medicated the right way with the asthma medicine they won't have any problems.
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Wait For Your Cake
When your forced to wait,
You get not ony your frosting but your cake.
Now, I hear you saying, “Will you take my bait?
I’m Prince Charming—I’m not waiting for your cake.”
I say, “Tough luck, you schmuck,
Go find another girl who doesn’t give a ________.”
Then you’ll be back to me, begging on your knees.
“Oh, Baby, please, baby please…I now see...”
I say, “Prove it, are you Man enough for me? ”
Written by Christina Sunrise on Jan.14,2011
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I Go Sailing
I took a worthless trip
Down lifes avenue
Just to try to find a way to smile again
While I was on my way
I met a wise man who said
That happiness you only find within
I learned my lesson then
So I go sailing
Through the rivers of my mind
I go sailing
Be surprised what you can find
I go sailing
Through the rivers of my mind
Take a chance on your mind
Be surprised what youll find
I took a friends advice
Who said go up and away
Take the magic of a mystery tour
But I felt so all alone
Though I could almost touch the stars
I started missing things I touched before
The tour was such a bore
So I go sailing
Through the rivers of my mind
I go sailing
Be surprised what you can find
I go sailing
Through the rivers of my mind
Take a chance on your mind
Be surprised what youll find
(repeat)
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Justification
Sometimes I wish I was dusted.
Under a rug!
And not be dedicated...
To observe those medicated.
I wish to speak my mind,
Most times!
To those who mainline.
To escape from the unkindness,
Shown and many find!
But a growing addiction...
Restricts many to shadows.
Bleeding inside secretly.
Believing no one cares for them.
Their hopes,
Desires or their need to dream.
And 'I' find...
My heart just pounds,
When I see the young folks...
Lying cold on the ground.
And 'I' find...
No reason or rhyme,
Why society leaves these young folks to bleed!
No 'I' don't find,
In my mind...
Justification,
For these sickening times.
Justification,
For these human crimes.
Justification,
For these scenes to blind!
No 'I' don't find,
In my mind...
Justification,
For them left behind.
Nor will I find this,
Justified in these times!
No 'I' don't find,
In my mind...
Justification,
For these sickening times.
Justification,
For these human crimes.
Justification,
For these scenes to blind!
No 'I' don't find,
In my mind...
Justification!
Justification!
Justification,
For them left behind.
Nor will I ever,
Justify these crimes!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Leaving No One Left to Argue
I have no clue,
What your expectations are.
Nor should you wait in anticipation,
Hoping to find me elated...
Your patience will discover,
I am blissfully satiated.
What I do I do until it is done.
Not one impression do I wish to make.
Unless it is a grumpiness that comes.
And my directness for some can come to stun.
But I am 'me'!
That's the only thing I can profess to be!
And not one bit insecure about my identity.
I know I can be rude, shrewd and mean.
And the knowing of 'that'...
Allows a peace of mind to myself I bring!
Leaving few if anyone left to argue with me,
That these comments I make are true.
And being honest with myself,
I have long learned how to do!
And I recommend with this hint suggested...
You should do the same thing too.
It will make you less annoying!
And bring your mind some rest.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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