Focus on what matters, kiddo: school, choir, and friends. Ignore the drama at home and don't try to fix Mom and Dad. You're hurting, I know, but drugs won't help. You're strong and capable.
Things might get tough with Mum's health. Maybe staying in foster care would give you a better shot at life, helping you avoid the wrong path. But honestly, nothing's certain.
loneliness settles in my bones burrowing deep into cracks and crevices slicing deep as I stare into the abyss my heart weeps from the pain the ringing in my ears drives me crazy let me feel whole for once not shattered like a mirror in a fight let me be free from the shackles the shackles on lonesomeness I'm a prisoner in my own mind