Just when I was doing so well. Just when I was starting to breathe. Just a little breath, not a big one.
Tell me, where can I go that he can't hurt me anymore? Where can I go where his toxic fingers won't reach me, freezing me with his illness, his lying, his....slime?
Tell me, Lord, and I will go. I will so gladly go.
Save me, my dearest, most beloved Lord, save me from him and all he ruins. Keep me out of his path of destruction, bullying, hatred. Keep me safe, and spare the children.
I will go Lord. I promise that I will.
Show me. Save me. Help me.