Everest Descriptive Writing

Where I Want to Be

I am standing on the highest peak of Mount Everest,
Inhaling the painfully sharp air.
Every inhale bites my lungs with intense ferocity,
Gnawing my pain away.

I am walking on the ocean,
Cool, smooth waves rolling under my feet,
Soothing my soul on the outside,
But burning me with salt on the inside.

But where am I really?
Instead of soaring on the tops of mountains,
And running on deep blue seas,
I am closed eyes, falling forwards off the mountain’s sharp ledge,
Wind funnelling into my ears, the only other sounds are my battered breaths.
I smack into the water’s surface, absorbing it like a punch to the face.
The briny water is washed down my gullet,
Flooding my veins, shrivelling me, and making me leak tears;
They