#WritcoPoemPrompt25
She toils through the day,
Without a word or a nay,
She earns her daily bread,
Not a tear does she shed…
Prays for these thoughts to go away,
Tells her friends she is here to stay,
tells herself it’s all in her head,
there’s a part of her who wishes she was dead.
These things she would never say,
She wants to know if they would pray,
Would they wait until she bled,
Is it even worth it to Tread?

© Kassy Allen