The turning point

You fell into deep dark metaphorically symbolical sandstorm there.

You have to crawl,walk,run or whatever it takes to keep moving.

But everytime the time you try to move,your whole self start to aching.

it’s not only your heart that aching.

It’s you.

It’s all over you that aching.

And you have to find yourself back.

The storm might cut your flesh in every steps you take.

Hot red blood may spilled there, your bones are cracking.

But you can’t just stand there.

Your whole body would be turn into ashes.

And soon your soul will decay.

All you can do is just keep moving.

You have to keep moving until everythings fades.

It takes time,of course.

Maybe weeks, maybe months or even years.

But at the time you find yourself back, you would be a different person.

your behavior,point of view,thoughts and kind of things will be different.

It’s all change.

Until you realize something inside you had change

it’s no longer you used to be anymore

You’ve changed.

Pain makes you change.

“As the storm is over, you would be a different person as you come in”