Beyond Help or Hope

happy is a moment,

riding a dust mote down the hall,

hunger is a truth

touch hits, hurt causes the fall.

when your young you take it

who can you trust?

you heal just in time

to avoid anger's thrust.

but your heart is torn,

far beyond help or hope

take the truth, try to change fate

or just sit, and cope.

© 2013 Tamera Dobbins