My last dollar bill

Money, My long lost savior.
I would never have lost you if I could control my behavior.
All of my friends I had lost but you.
You came to me from my awful great aunt Sue.
When you came to me, my gambling addiction was created.
When I lost you, I was a popped balloon that had just been inflated.
From the highs to the lows, the bows and the blows.
My addiction created a wall between it and my life and it clearly shows.