Dear Lord. I have to leave the only home I have now. I held on, I can't do it anymore. Too much is expected from me. All I had is taken away. Lord, you know all I'm talking about. Although I lost the will to live two years ago, I held on just for one reason and that was to repent for my sins and keep my son safe, but I can't anymore. We are surrounded by negative people, behaviour, and all sorts of unexplainable things I can't even believe it myself. There isn't a thing I can do right anymore. Only you know how, why, and when. Forgive me.