thanks everyone. This a new short story.
As we drove up in the rain on the most dismal day of my life, there was my boy laying on the ground outside a womens toilet block. We approached carefully,he could be frightened off like a deer. His eyes were wild and wide opened and yet it seemed as if they were like that permanently. Maybe he had been sleeping like that with his eyes open to guard himself. We offered him food but he thought food was rubbish. As if he believed you didnt need to live with food or anything.That's what he said. "food isnt rubbish" I sobbed and gulped down at the same time. He was stick thin.He had sores on his face and was sunburned. "Yes it is.Nobody has to eat..."
We couldnt get help for him after repeated efforts. But 3 weeks later he took himself into a psych hospital, Hes safe now but he says I put him in there.