seandearth

my eyes start to hurt the cross air between breaths standing still and then falling becoming begone start and stop this will be the end frown and then look at your shoes desperation is stepping over grief and then my legs hurt my voice goes numb eyes twitching dot the i "leave me be. leave me here in my complaining sick sad little world." (incubus)

we came into an opening for the first time in hours. the jungle was very dense and this was like a moment to breathe. they were faster and obviously catching on us, so we had to move faster. the leader thought it was a good idea to pause, but the rest of us continued walking and couldn't look back when we heard the gunshot. It was only a matter of time.