Add ict (fiction)

Who's that pounding on my brain right now?
Mr. Cocaine, I hope it's not you.
The phony joy I had with you, Mr. Cocaine, is over, and so are you and I.

How could you, Mr. Cocaine, ever get the audacity to come around here?
I lost my wife and children as a result of you, and I'll never be able to forgive you for what you did.

You forced me to steal, swindle, cheat, and lie while convincing me it was okay to do so.
to take advantage of my brother, to deceive my sister, and even to steal from my own kind mother.

I was forced to go places I didn't want to go and see things I didn't want to see because of you.
You forced me to do things I didn't want to do, like leave my children behind so that we could hang out.

You said you'd be there, but you left me alone and didn't even pick up the phone when I called.
I no longer want you because you promised me riches but instead left me in poverty.

So farewell, Mr. Cocaine, and good-bye, suffering.
The days of acting insane are over.
We bid adieu to our shared nights together and bid Mr. Cocaine farewell.