Altitude

I climbed a mountain today.
There was no view waiting for me.
There was no relief when I reached the top.
Instead I asked,
What now?

Now. I feel stuck here.
There’s no way down.
There’s only up.
Still.

I thought I reached the top.
Turns out, there’s more.

The air around me is suffocating.
Maybe I could just
Jump.
Off the edge.

I can’t see the peak.
Thick cloud surrounds me.
There’s no clear path.

Maybe here is enough.
Maybe I can just wait here.
Or maybe I should just,
jump.

What is over the edge?
What happens if I go higher?

It’s suffocating here.
Why is there no clear path?
Why is no one else here?

I shout into the void,
it echoes.
It’s just me here.
I’m alone.

I can’t see.
I’m suffocating.
Maybe I should just…