Everest
- Angie D.
- Aug 1
- 1 min read
I’m not scared to look down.
If I had the energy,
if Everest were just a mile away,
I’d climb it
just to see the world
spinning under my feet.
The clouds would be raining below,
falling on everyone beneath me.
How refreshing—
The thought of flying through the clouds,
the cold air,
the snow,
the rain,
the ground,
the eternal darkness.
That’s how I’d say goodbye.
I’ve always been the one to leave with a bang
