I'm so lonely

I hate to say it,  but I have to admit I did what I did for him so I wouldn't be alone. 

It didn't work. 

I've never been so alone.   

I'm sorry

I wish I knew how to make him a man.   I wish I knew how to do the right things to be his woman

I don't. 

I'm in pain everyday because I have to sleep downstairs on the couch in the filthy pit we call a home.  

He has no goals,  no dreams, no future.   He only wants to be a boy in his parent's basement.   

Lord,  if it be your will,  let him go home. 

Lord,  please help me find my home.