Bloody Hands
I work from day to day.
Sweat pouring down my face
My eyes getting more weary everyday.
My hands hurt but I need them to keep on working
trying to make it , I might not even care if one day they
started to bleed.
I just need to make it to the next day then
maybe I can lay my head down and sleep to
let my bloody hand heal
Copyright © Kara Fraine | Year Posted 2014
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