The Unwanted Friend

First day, it came As if exchanging pleasantries, I tend to despise But it offered more Highish juice That made it surpassed My own very state of choice. Second day, i needed some More? some how? No! i wanted to be alone, But it came sneaking through Like a burglar Making me lost my pure-sober Even when i attempted to ponder It pulled me into sweet blonder To the detriment of my health. Eventually, it started making me bold, But in the actual, i was shy, for when in it, i failed to confront The noble. I wasn't just able, not understandable. Before i knew it, It was becoming my master.... No! no!! this blind courtship won't linger This matter must wither My dreams must not scatter or Shatter, so i struggled and became a winner. ==================================== The cry of a drug addict.