What do you think of this (About when i got lost) Its not finished?

Question

Dirt Roads


The hot muggy air was hard to walk through, as we trudged along those long vacant roads. Beads of sweat trickled down my back, giving me chills even though the warmth was suffocating. We had been out here for hours, and yet we had found no one to help us, no one to lead us in the right direction. We couldn’t find the exit to these escapeless woods. We were trapped inside, being held captive by these nameless voices, contained by its depths.

Exhaustion began to seep into my bones, like a silent disease, slowly eating away my strength. I longed for something to quench my deep thirst, to fill my hunger. We just kept trudging along, hoping for the trees to end, wishing these woods would just spit us out of its belly. The sand just kept sucking us down, making our travels much harder. Insects buzzed around our heads like demonic imps, trying to defeat us with their numbers.

Being lost causes your naked soul to show itself, whether that is strength, confidence, or complete weakness. If it is the latter, God be with you. For when the only thing you can dig for in your spirit is fear and weakness, then you are in trouble. You begin to panic; all the worse possible outcomes surface themselves in your minds eye. You begin to cry out in desperation, Releasing all common sense or instinct. You then wish to just sit down and quit, not wanting to continue your journey through these endless paths. You are content to just give in to the fear inside of you, letting it consume you from the inside out. Leaving you just an empty shell, void of feelings, thoughts, or concern. Your companions are then forced to leave you behind, for you can only hinder the progress of the group. You can only pray for the strength to go on.

There is a strange laughter coming from the hordes of trees that surround you. Scoffing at your hopeless predicament. Birds’ bound from limb to limb snickering and whispering as they watch you slowly pass. I feel as if I am being followed by an unseen shadow. Always just out of sight, darting behind a tree. It may just be my fears, taking form, causing paranoia in the back of my mind. Fear slows you; it causes you to over think situations. Fear makes your mind wander from where it is needed.

Answer 1

I think it is 100% awesome! I felt as if I were there with you, walking behind you afraid, thinking I'd never see my dear sweet Mamma again! Keep goin!