The Girl I Saw Crying on the Train

I wanted to say something to her. She seemed so alone and weak. I wanted to tell her that it would be okay. That she's not alone.

But I sat silent. I'm the one who's weak. She's strong and brave.

She'll overcome whatever happened, but I couldn't muster the courage to talk to a woman who needed a friend.

I didn't have time to think. I saw the man with the knife coming toward her and I charged him. I'd never been stabbed before. Wouldn't recommend it.

Hurts like hell. But it was worth it. I'll live. I saved her.