Climbing Up The Stairs

Endless steps

Tiring ascent,

I am climbing up the stairs.

Surprises await for me

In every bend of the staircase,

Though I expect them to be sweet,

They don't always turn out to be so.

Success,

Fame,

Money,

More and more -

I encounter them

In my upward ascent.

I become overwhelmed,

Ecstatic in joy.

When I look downward

The height makes me giddy.

In my giddiness,

I look for the embrace

Of the familiar arms,

But I found none.

Suddenly the temperature drops

And the chill makes me shiver.

I am all alone -

Alone and lonely.

But I don't know

How to descend down the stairs.

Write Tribe Festival Of Words June 2018

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#Day5

For day five, I chose the following image prompt:
Day 5 – Jun 28