A sandstorm, unbearable & dreadful might I add. Each step I took, the more that would be left behind, & how I couldn't resist thinking about when the sandstorm would fade away. Maybe I'd fade away with it? And be buried under the blistering sand, indeed that was true. The sand had a mighty effect on me, meaning I couldn't avoid it & I thought of it as doubtful, it was everywhere. If I'd made it, well that's all I think about, going back down, to where I left off, but maybe skipping the sweltering desserts, in fact just at home would be nice, happy with my family...
But no....I can't go back...why'd I stop! Why did you stop! You let me rest...you still remain on earth...but...you left me...You kept on walking...without me behind you...I had been buried under the sand seconds later... cause you let me rest....and I didn't wake up...
