Writing Prompt
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VISUAL PROMPT
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Write a poem of story that could be titled 'I'm upside down'.
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I’m upside down
The world is spinning
But why are all the creatures grinning?
I’m upside down
Why can’t I stop?
Tell me when the other shoe will drop
I’m upside down
Oh no, not again
It’ll all calm down, but tell me when?
I’m upside down
I can’t do it anymore
My head is getting light, and now it’s sore
I’m still upside down
But when will I fall?
Oh how I wish I could stand proud and tall
Will...
Hanging by one foot,
Upon the web of love that you spun.
Perfectly designed to capture me.
Meticulously detailed,
Memories entangled in the silky threads,
Tied around my pinky finger,
The other end,
Attached to yours.
The world spins without you,
I crave your touch,
I crave your lips.
You’re venomous,
I willingly accept your poison.
With clipped wings,
I will happily remain on this web,
Until d...
Every time I try to get back on my feet, I fall again.
Every time I think about a year ago, I lose all of my motivation; and I fall back down.
I watch the sky turn into a blanket of darkness and wonder if I’m going to be the sky one day. If I’m going to get back up and not even think about stopping. And if I did stop, everyone else would fall. Or maybe that is the reason I don’t want to ge...
Suspended. Calm. Still.
Do I smile and pretend that I know what’s real?
What would be the meaning behind my precense,
If I was found bound against laws of physics?
Am I a prophecy or a omen of imprisonment?
I’ve long left my flesh but you’ll never see it without discernment.
Psycosis, enlightenment, or intelligence?
Is this how fellow mad people are met?
Words of wisdom slip off my tongue
But...
Why did I ever like you?
That’s been my question since I realized.
Realized you never liked me.
Realized you had horrible beliefs.
Realized you were stupid.
If I could ask my past self anything,
I’d ask her that.
But the thing is,
She’d ask me,
“How could you not?”
He was sweet and likeable
until it all went crashing down.
Maybe I always knew he was terrible.
But I can’t help but feeling like I’m ...
it starts with ease,
the blood not yet rushing,
no longer a child,
no way down,
no way off,
the ride doesn't stop,
i stay suspended among air,
yet unable to gasp for breath,
my face is red,
as is the blood under my nails,
there is no euphoria,
not even among the beaming lights,
there is nothing peaceful,
when you're upside down....
Lost in this inverted world, i’m adrift,
My heart and mind in a constant rift.
The hard ground i once stood upon,
Has crumbled away, leaving me withdrawn.
I hang here, suspended in the air.
My world turned upside down.
In reality, i struggle to comprehend and love.
I feel a queasy unease,
As i cling onto this new existence with unease.
Everything i once knew has flipped and changed,
Leaving me ...
My sister convicted me to do something crazy
Heights have never been my thing
I’m standing in the line for bungee jumping and I’m feeling hazy
Wondering how I’m going to be held up by that little string
Minutes which feels like days go by
I’m standing on a bridge like structure
About to take on this jump from up high
I turn around and edge my feet off of the platform , my head feeling like ...
The sun’s unmarked territory
Begged for me to stake my flag in its coronal holes
And show man that only womankind can go there.
Hell hath no fury—
I’ve scorned & scorched—
And have been the black char leftover after the fire—
Where the green will be green again in time
But memories of the scalding will always leave scars much bigger than the shadows can shield.
Climbing the tree
Is the closes...
I’m upside down.
Or maybe you are.
Who’s to say what is up and what is down?
The sky or the ground?
My head or my feet?
My thoughts or yours?
Your beliefs or mine?
I often feel I’m not right side up.
Based on what?
What others tell me?
What I see around me?
My perception of what should be?
I’m upside down.
Or maybe you are.
Maybe we all are.
There is no up and there is no down.
There just Is....