04.01.2026

my words remain buried under

a mile of freshly fallen snow

- an avalanche that destroyed any

and all good intentions I may

have brought into this:

now I am blinded by the atrocities

unfolding before me and all I can

think is that we have, truly and wholly

lost our way, so perhaps it's time to stop

mindlessly running headfirst into obstacles

and just breathe, even if the air burns

in our lungs - if we cannot keep ourselves alive

then how can we help others?