To merely feel would be enough
this is the desire above all else
status quo denies this need
thus the masses seek release
the placebos of yesterday
no longer satisfy to the dismay
of those chasing the next fix
wishing something more than bliss
the alternative is equally sought
though adherents would surely balk
stating discomfort is not the same
it's about the shift in the brain
one or the other is enough
the best part of life's true drug
slipping away in aftermath
then more is sought to cure the sad.
© 2020. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved.20200202.
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