We see her
Needlessly,
Irrationally,
Suffering at the hands
of a false protector,
A damaged protector,
But no one steps out,
To interrupt a protector,
Even in the face of lingering pain.
So we work around,
Creating a short term escape
For the escape we can’t give
We teach her to drive.
We give her a knife,
A tool to start digging her way through.
Until she gets out.
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