The Woman Outside
The Woman Outside ©
A woman lost and innocent,
loving the wrong man, loving him in spite
of his terrible choices, bearing
his children, knowing the gamble
The gamble is lost and they
take him away
to a place where fear, anger and
violence reigns
and he has no choice but to do his time
and come out alive
She has lost far more than freedom,
and occupies her own prison of
fear, hopelessness, and resentment
Once a month and every holiday she takes
her beautiful hopeful children inside the walls
to sit in the cold dreary room with the
other families; always waiting
She must play the part of the good wife and
perfect mother while she slowly withers inside
her soul crying out because she has done
nothing wrong but still will be
punished with the rest of them.
Trisha Sugarek
Moths and Machettes
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