My Darkness

I am safe, in a subletted room. For how I have nothing but clothes, so I fashioned a mattress out clothes folded perfectly, and then my comforter on top.  It's not the best. 

Can't afford to pay my phone bill. But I'm safe. Family still thinks the worst about me.   Even though I've been working so hard to make my way. Employment fizzled..  unfortunately I can not work in Montreal under my bail conditions.  I'll find something. 

I miss everything you know.  I have become accustomed to this new way, and I will succeed.  I just have no understanding why my parents would see me in such a poor light, that they'd let me sleep on the street.. or starve

  

I lived with them for years

They know my character and how easy it is to take advantage of my kindness

Anyway. I go to bed tonight, Hopeful.  That in the future, I may be able to see a friendly face again,  or my mother before she passes.  

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