The Climb

Climbing Mount. Everest

Mountain upon mountain stabs the sky

Snow is at drift before I

Barely a foot in front of me

Eyes can see

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The wind roars past my ears

The racing beat of my heart

The cry of a fellow climber

Who lost a friend

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Thin icy air pierces my lungs

I can taste the thrill of the climb

Small flakes melt on my tongue

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Smell I don't for my nose is frozen

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The breeze slices through like a knife

Frozen from head to toe

My strength dies with each step I take

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I think none other thought

But the one of reaching the top

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Before the end… 

Reviews

[Davidgeo]

Motivating... very motivating.

Do you climb?

[Holly]

I do not actually. It was inspired by the book/movie Into Thin Air.

[Davidgeo]

It's a beautiful hobby if you don't mind the suffering's that come with it.

[Holly]

I can barley handle below 40's and I prefer to be on the ground unless I can fly.

[Davidgeo]

You should probably stay off the mountain then. Good thing for cameras...