The Climb

A short poem

 As i climb the ladder life has provided i can't help but look back and there lay  my demons and fears.

So small now compared to when i first stepped on this ladder. As i come closer to the top i see a face

peering back at me. Her smile guiding my tender heart. She gives me her hand and pulls me up,

higher and higher up the ladder leaving all i have bled behind.

 

Author's Note

It is just a short poem.

Reviews

[deeps]

I like this alot. Thought provoking really.
This is very well written.