Adulation Junkie

It is difficult to be weened from being,
That adulation junkie.
You know,
The one adored and admired...
Like the first child born.
Or the one lavished with praised.
Until reality hits.
And someone else acknowledged receives it.

To experience being on both sides of the fence,
Is best.
With an empathy easier to give,
To someone having difficulty getting over it.
Convinced that getting just one more fix,
Will calm the nerves.
As heard by those soothing an alcoholic,
With a purchase of a 'nip'.
Or a hooked 'got-to-have-it' addict with a quick given 'hit'.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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