“desolation is not the same thing as despair”

07 June. 2026

Desolation is a soft grey fabric, entangled with silver strands of peace. I lie in it, pull it over myself, sink deeper into its softness. It’s here, we cannot change the fact. Better to let it enclose me than to struggle against it. Better to let it be a comfort than a straitjacket. Let me seek the silver threads in the greyness. They’re here, I know so. Desolation is a soft grey fabric entangled with silver strands of peace. I will find comfort even in its confines. I refuse to suffocate.