Standing upside down
Your mirror turned my smile
Into a frown
Just as the way you saw me
Brought me down rather than up
And so it was all the golden sunshine
Began to drain from my inverted cup
So when people ask me
What’s up?
Can I honestly tell them
How it brought me down
So low
That all of this energy inside of me
Having no where to go
Just began to pool and become a stagnant mess
Leading me to a constant preoccupation with guilt
Obsessed with sins to confess
Anyway maybe its all okay
Since that was such a long time ago
It may have taken years for this
To turn the situation right side up
And to understand why my vision of myself
Got so eclipsed
As I learned rather than to fully live life
Instead to resist
And block the flow
Never entirely sure
Of the right way to go
This is so good.
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Its one of those poems that just sprung up in an instant out of recent realisations. x
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