Under the shadow of those shallow, <br />They follow. <br />Loyal and addicted. <br />A sickness they have lived with. <br />It is known. <br />But a fear to leave it alone, <br />Bombards them from slick lips spoken. <br />Entranced and engaged by mesmerizing promises. <br />Even though conflicts restrict them. <br /> <br />They brave the cold winds, <br />Attached to fantasies no one has seen. <br />They would rather be demeaned... <br />Than the thought to be left alone. <br />Their quality of life has been slowly butchered. <br />Right from under their noses. <br />And the truth about their circumstances, <br />Continues to be attacked! <br />They don't want to hear about that! <br />They desire their facts presented in disguise. <br />And the pain sedated with delusion. <br />A wish to keep wasted has been their driving motivation. <br />Even if they are deceived by those they follow... <br />They are hoping still to get a quick fix of 'what ifs' <br />With no more 'furthermores' or 'therefores' to deal with!<br /><br />Lawrence S. Pertillar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hoping-to-get-a-quick-fix-of-what-ifs/
