Writing Prompt
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Write a poem of story that could be titled 'I'm upside down'.
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Look at the upside
Don’t look down
The upside is never really up
But the downside is always so low
Notice that there is no downside up.
You’re always upside down.
Oh this is getting a little sad…
I’ll need to turn your frown upside down.
Upside down.
Just like all of us.
Upside down.
Sweeping the flaws under the rug.
Upside down.
I’m all dizzy from being upside down.
Upside down.
The sk...
i’m upside down
and inside out
within an inverted reality
twirling round and round
pull back my skin
open my chest wide
tear out the ancient truth
that has been hidden inside
all illusion evaporates
my sight becomes clear
the world i gaze out upon
a cosmic mind being mirrored
a sea of infinite potential
each moment, an eternity
you look, my dear child …
but do you really see?...
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....