Fentanyl

The Doctor gets you good and hooked
Like a fish that has swallowed the lure
And yet remains hungry
So that you know you need it
And then they take it away from you
And tell you that it’s going to be a bit uncomfortable
As though this counts as merely uncomfortable
When you are going through hell
And yet it’s really and truly
All because the drug dealers on the street
Are lacing their contraband with it
And killing the junkies who take it
So now you get to go through this
Oh withdrawal I hate you almost as much
As I hate the Doctor