Patience : Lucas/Yukhei

-2

The days were still as dull as ever,

Maybe even duller.

You hadn't heard from your father in years, god knows what he even looked like.

It had been so long since you had seen him, you can't even put a face to his name.

Your mother is an alcoholic, she can't go a day without drinking more than a bottle of whiskey.

She is also addicted to prescription tablets that weren't good for her, she took far too many.

Life was worse living in constant fear of your only family member dying.

The walks home from school were terrifying.

You never knew if you would walk in the door to see your mother sat in her chair, a drink in her hand and some empty tablet boxes slurring out some bullshit to you.

Or if you would walk in to that

But without the slurring, or even the breathing.

You never knew if she would be dead...