Mount Everest

You climb Mount Everest
trying to find something,
something.

You wish you knew what
you were looking for
and the mountain is steep
and your steps are heavy. You
are on a path to nowhere
because you don't trust,
you don't follow,
you don't listen,
you don't wait.

Mount Everest is slowly
murdering
you, torturing
your lonely and weary heart.

You only have to open
the door
because he is knocking
and waiting
and your climb will be swifter
if you answer his call.