A Little Hope

There's a magic in Connection, a little joy we all enjoy. There's a longing in Depression, a little foil through which we toil. There's a peace in being Lonely, a little vice we can't release. There's a longing to be Homely, a little piece that leaves us weak. There's a fear of any Changes, a little terror we can dread. There's a way to deal with Pain, a little trap within our head. There's a holding of Hands, a little moment in the bed. There's a laughing while we Plan, a little balm to soothe the ache. There's a hunger for Connection, a little thirst i cannot slake.