Should I shoot ?

How many are remaining ?

If I continued how far?

Will I survive?

How loud is this silence?

I shake as a Blender, MY MIND DIES

This mountain is too high 

Breathing is now borrowed 

How much longer, its too heavy

Let me breath for a second.

If I may be known bravely

Let me shoot 

I'm tired and drained.

Slondile Dlamini