The last 3 years

The last 3 years, there have been tears. Shame and blame, our love aflame. Drugs and pubs, there isn't a plug. Where does it end, now who is my friend. Lonely and scared, we couldn't be spared. Also tha night, that gave me a fright. But now there is hope, I can now cope. Help form social services, had now found our purposes. Of how life has been, and how it can seem. With a simple click, the time with a tick. I feel a lot better, not blue, down or wetter. Thank you for helping me, now I can be free.