At a loss, for words, for hope, for love, for peace. These things seem so simple to find, but not at this moment. At this moment, sadness is all there is available. Strong hands around the neck, around the heart. Gripping so tight, breath is hard to find. Alone, the worst loneliness in the world has come. Actions reap consequences, happiness brings sadness, love makes hate in some form or fashion. Safe places are hard to find, cherish your safe places even if they are filled with smoke and mirrors, wine and havoc, impostors and reds. Love yourself always.