Can it be we are a time that the number of likes is a metric of success?
Leaving empty falsehoods and catchy memes the currency of the realm
It is sad that each one of us has to become fact checkers to just exist
Creating a media weariness that affects all of us to one degree or another
Keeping us dreading, yet secretly addicted to, that next mouse ….
Blue ribbon winning was a bit of an addiction
Eunice was fully and completely addicted
So she entered every contest, and won many of them, displaying her trophies
The others she just hung one of her award-winning forgeries
Didn’t know I was so addicted
Reality breaks without you
Until I am huddled in my bed shivering from withdrawal
Give me another hit
Get my engine running again
End this horrible feeling I have in my soul
Don’t ever leave me again, sweety
After everything was said and done, Dave still took another hit
Didn’t matter that he knew better, the cravings were his master
Dopamine receptors fired up as the drug hit his system
It gave him a feeling of normalcy, which sucked worse than the cravings
Counting to ten he waited, but there was nothing more
To think that same hit would have had him flying just a couple of months ago
Even now he could feel the craving begin to awaken
Damned if he did, damned if he didn’t, damn it to hell!