AN: First piece of writing submitted on ! Please R&R, constructive criticism is appreaciated.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything recognizable...including the Flight 29 Down characters, plot, and setting.
The jungle: a vast abyss of danger
I ventured in, preferring this to the
Eyes of my fellow survivors
Yeah, I don't want to go back
This is better than going back
Don't have to worry
Don't have to leave
The wind howls; it starts to rain
I ignore it, it gives me no pain
Like the eyes of the survivors
Watching me, betrayed
Thunder rolls, the rain pounds
And I continue, marching on
Into the evening; have to find the others
They don't know my past
But the survivors at the plane, they know
They know about what happened
With the guy, with the knife
Without the whole story
Yeah, I was involved, but
I didn't do it
So I continue on, into the depths of the jungle
I didn't do it. But the survivors don't know that.