Ladder

 One wooden ladder
Standing tall in my room.
The only pathway to the alcove above.

A comforting space
Littered with bookshelves and blankets galore.
The zone I decorated with focus in mind.

A view from such a height,
All the sights to perceive in my mind.
The tranquil zone I may write within.

A distracted individual
Ever deciding it too difficult to climb up.
Would I be different if I had the energy?

[ "Ladder" - Written 25 July 2022 ]