A Sliver of a Crumb of a Fragment of Hope

“Stay busy… it’s not cancer,” I tell myself

As I fade from day to day,

Moving nowhere; selfishly clinging

To a sliver of a crumb of a fragment of hope

That something will change.

“This is just for now… not forever,” I remind myself

As life takes and takes and takes,

Giving nothing in return; leaving happiness

To a sliver of a crumb of a fragment of hope

That someone will care.

“Do my best.”

The thought fuels each heartbeat; every breath,

But fails to free me from the HERE, the NOW, and the KNOWLEDGE

That I belong somewhere else.