Medicine

I really need my medicine dear... It takes away my pain... It alleviates my fear... I'm so sick now that it's gone... Everything is darker... Everything is wrong... Please tend to me, help me understand... Could you rub my head and hold my shaking hand? Could you go to the pharmacy and hurry back? Why do you keep looking at me like that? I'd really rather not drink alone... Please stay with me... Don't go home... I really need my medicine dear... If you must go... GO! Just leave it here...