Heavenly magic

Tell me, Lord, why are things like this. Why can't they be better? Why can't things not be dark. I don't want to be kicked out. I don't want to lose Fawn please lord help me. I need you, dear one. I can't have this darkness. Please, God, I can't have this happen to me. Dear God, I know I screw up a lot, but please, Lord, don't let this happen to me. I will break. Yes, someone knows that is making me see that personal care homes aren't so bad. But I never wanted to go now or let Fawn go now. So Lord, do your heavenly magic.