Snowy Mountain

Were you there when it happened?
Most people weren’t.
So they wouldn’t understand
The amount of fear I hold
When looking at the snowy mountain

I watched it happen.
I watched how the seemingly fun sport
Turned sour
In front of my eyes.
The excruciating pain
The memories that haunt me to this day

Don’t ask me about it.
Maybe one day
I’ll learn to be okay
With the beloved snowy mountain

This poem was performed on Instagram.