The door is left open
Another try to seduce me through
See the blue sky
The inviting waters
All this could be yours yours
Just leave all that’s You at the door
Accept insignificance and abuse
Paradise surface your rewardOr stay in the barren desert
© REDCAT
Scraping by alone
Unloved
Thinking you can craft a way out
Syllable by syllable
Word upon word
Imagining a world
Without abuse
Written for Sunday Muse # 92.
The world according to RedCat 
This is powerful. I have been in exactly that place, looking through the open door of my cage, afraid to stay, afraid to leave. Thankfully, the time comes when there is no choice, and we fly.
Oh, I would be afraid too… isn’t that how it always is? staying and believing it will change… that the desert will bloom. Sometimes you just have to leave.
Yep, better to craft your own reality, even if you have to start out by wandering in the desert. That still beats a fool’s paradise.
This is powerful. The mind can take us wherever we want it to. Good one!
Sometimes the first step out the door is the hardest one of all. I can feel the pain in your words RedCat. Wonderful writing on a subject that affects so many and causes so much hurt. So glad to see you again at the Muse. Wishing you a wonderful weekend.
It takes courage to leave the familiar, even when the familiar is an unhappy place. Your words are poignant.
What a catch 22–when neither the surface nor the pain seem desirable. You paint them vividly, and I see the stark contrasts. I choose to linger until I empower myself to build a better choice.
I think the biggest fear is crossing into the unknown. That often holds one back from reaching a greater height in the journey. I have been there.
A leap of faith is rewarding sometimes. well put.
This a powerful poem–I keep reading it, looking at the image, and wondering.
Yes, build your own nest and not be forced to live in the restrictions of another.
Very well done. I would probably stay put. But, then again in my own life, that has not been the case.