She sits alone,
doesn't want anyone to know,
she's not a ******,
but the choice wasn't her own,
by night her oldest protector, and friend
takes a piece of her time and time again.
She doesn't fight, but always cries
"Daddy, how could you do this my protector and friend"
One day I asked her why she's always alone
she started to cry and took off her jacket
behold her arms were covered in scars
when I asked her why she said
" There is a slash for every time my oldest protector and friend has taken a piece of me"
I sat and counted every scar on her pale skin and when I was done I also started to cry
How could someone do this to one so beautiful?
I asked why she didn't eat and she replied
" maybe if I was skinny he would stop"
I told her she was beautiful but she thought  that it was a lie
so I cried
" I asked her why she didn't tell someone and she said
" why should she he's my oldest protector, and friend"
I replied if you told it would stop
she got up and asked if I would come with her
Yes I replied
we walked together and I cried while she told
" he wasn't her oldest protector or friend"
Later that night I talked to her on the phone
she told me her father was arrested and how she felt so lost
I told her if she ever  needed me just pick up her phone
She called me two weeks later and I talked her out of suicide
Three years later
I got another call
she told me how she's pregnant, but not sure if she's ready
I told her to have faith, because things will always work out because she has me her protector and friend.