Bad Medicine
 

Poison your veins and ruin your soul,
Demolish your life and discard all your goals.
Throw away talent you have polished for years
Create searing problems and give birth to fears.
Alienate family, your friends and your love,
Scare away hope, like a shy, helpless dove.
Can you not recognise the stench of decay?
A slow, creeping serpent, and you are its prey.
Do not let it catch you, or sink in its fangs,
Like needles of venom, once pricked, your life hangs,
By a thread. Then you're dead,
Bled as white as the driven snow, by the dealers.