That World.! Poem by Khano mecca themeli

My plan is to go back to that world again,
I think I'll be alright, this time.
The world that everyone is talking about, The world that everyone is crying about.
The world where some are willing to give their all, While others are losing everything, or even themselves.
A world of hope and heartbreak, Where passion and pain walk hand in hand.

A terrifying world, an unpredictable one, A place where dreams take flight but can easily fall, Where whispers of promises linger like echoes, Yet can shatter like glass, fragile and thin.
For so long, I was afraid to think about it, Afraid to even turn my head and look at it, Wary of the cost, of what might be lost, My heart, my peace, my guarded soul.
Some will say love is easy, manageable, But I think the whole concept of love itself is difficult.
Love is no straight line, no simple journey, But a winding road, with shadows and light.

And yet, here I stand, ready to face that world, Prepared to take on whatever it has to give or take.
To feel every joy, every ache, every ounce of truth, Knowing I might rise, or be broken again in two.
This time, I'll walk through its doors wide open, Not blind to its beauty, nor to its scars.