It is lonely at the top
I never knew this feeling
till climbed to the top of the mountain
the feeling was amazing but it was lonely
There was no one up here but me
there's so much space for many
but I wonder why it is always lonely at the top
the road to the top comes with a lot of pain and uncertainty
the relief of accomplishment is exhilarating like a drug
Sitting, watching and waiting
for the next mountain to climb
It becomes a duty to reach for the greatest height
but in the end, it won't matter if I fall
it is lonely at the top and more lonely at the fall
Wow,ur poem is cul...it depicts a lot.....I learnt 2 things here...it always a different feeling when u climb d mountain with poeple/friends .. and to get to the top in life u need poeple....a tree does not make a forest.
I'm glad you got some lessons from this. Thank you, Joyce :)