Have you ever felt so alone that it hurts? No matter how much time you spend with your family or your loved ones, that pain doesn't goes away? Ever felt like your soul has been sucked into an abyss? Ever felt like you've been stranded, eventhough in reality you aren't? Have you ever felt like that?
No matter how they try to reach out to you, you just don't have the strength, or are too paralysed to take their hand. So, you are left alone in that darkness.The worst part is this : Only you can get out of that darkness. I hate it when that happens.
There are times when this happens to everyone. I'm sure it does. Sometimes things goes up and sometimes it goes down. So, what do you do when things are in the dumps? For the time being I am embracing the darkness. It's been one too many times that I've been here that I'm not scared of the darkness anymore. It has become sort of a comfort. A place that is familiar.
The darkness is just a form of a sandstorm. The sand in this sandstorm are so small, that you can't stop it from getting into your eyes, your ears...your mind. The winds are so rough that it'll tear your skin apart and blood drips from the wounds. When the sandstorm is over though, an unbelievably quiet calm takes it place. Slowly, your wounds heal and scars are formed. Everyone feels pain; each has his own scars. What can't be denied however is, when the sandstorm is over, you are not the same person as when you went in.
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