she bashed her head,

i bashed my knee,

are you ok?

they don’t see me,

“she hit her head”,

“she has it worse”,

but i dragged her from the water first,

i gave her love,

when you weren’t there,

now i’m the one,

whose standing there,

ice cold water,

flows over my skin,

as i drag her up,

the cold setting in,

i hold her tightly,

i keep her warm,

my body failing,

skin scratched by thorns,

i did all the work,

i set her free,

but after all this time,

they don’t see me,

brain flooded with worry,

as i forget about myself,

still all their love,

given to someone else