Beck Weathers - Alone on Everest

I'm on a human killing machine

I feel like I'm in hell

Everything seems like death even when I close my eyes

It feels like a sharp piece of glass in my eyes

I've been waiting forever, the hours drag in this frozen earth

My thoughts are of my wife and children, I fear the worst

Has my journey come to an end?

Where is my guide?

I'm losing hope - and fear I'm losing my sight

I drift into a silent sleep, the end is close at hand

I hear voices close to me but soon they fade - was I dreaming?

I am alive though numb from head to foot and from somewhere deep within 

I find the strength to make my way slowly down the mountain to camp.

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