Writing prompt: "I can show you my world"

@Aileen1114117 What lovely writing, thank-you for sharing with us.

Listening - One Step At A Time!

I will take this challenge! I love you entry as well, thank you for sharing!

I can show you my world

I can show you my world

I can tell you what I've heard.

I can place you in my shoes

If that is what you'd choose.

Ive abandoned my dreams in pursue of peace

Ive made my goal to simply cease.

Ive switched excitement for the mundane

Purely just so I can stay sane.

I plan every minute; of every day

Its all written down, but not much to say

My world is simple, boring and plain

All for the sake of removing my pain.

Yet even though, I dont have much to show

My true goal, is simply to grow.

I may not be adventurous and care free

Yet I believe my world is just perfect for me.

I can show you my world if you open your eyes

Look at me closely you'll see am not so bright

I cracked long ago

And now my world is bright

I can show you my world if you open your eyes

But I think you already know it. Round 2?

I can show you my world

The pain and the scars

The insecurities and imperfection

The less pretty things people try to hide

The kind of openness only a few can offer

But it might not be the world you want to be in

Cause our world might be

A complete opposite of each other

And you might run to the hill

The moment I open the door

So I plant some seeds before the door

So that you can see

A beautiful flower can grow

Even in a broken environment

And anytime you feel like seeing how the flower bloom

Come and enjoy the exquisite beauty

I'll leave the door open for you

In case you wanna know

What lies behind all those beauties

Maybe one day you'll see

It's not as bad as you thought it would be

@Aileen1114117

Thanks for sharing 👌💛

I can show you my world

Only if I take out my eyes

And shove them into your sockets,

For my explanation would take too much time.

Biases would make everything

Seem worse than it is

And my memory is as effective

As a hit to a rock from a fist.

So my eyes are now yours,

They say they are the windows to the soul

So perhaps you can make more use

Of it than even my greatest goals.

I can show you my world

If I could just get this camera angle right

If only I knew how to show myself in the same light that I saw that happen

Rather than this stuipid glare of hindsight, like nothing ever mattered

Or this darkness of depression, making everything mudied, by uselessness

And then a sparkle of manic times, just as sitting inside a fire, but i can’t feel the heat

I wish I could see my world too.