Flip the script.
Going anti-clockwise.
Negative.
One step back.
Sometimes I feel angry.
Loads of negative energy.
Black and white are the only colours.
Floating around in the grey mist.
Feels like, being in a circus.
The clown is laughing at me.
Pointing His finger at me, putting me down.
The crowd are laughing at me.
Flip the script.
Going clockwise.
Positive.
Three steps forward.
Sometimes I feel happy.
Lots of positive energy.
Pretty colours around me.
One negative thought, turning into many positive thoughts.
Feels like I’m on the beach.
Hearing the beautiful sea making waves.
With the sunshining, giving me a bright hope.
The shine on the sea, to see the future.
Flip the script.
Going anti-clockwise.
Negative.
One step back.
When feeling down.
Feels like I’m bottom of the drain.
Drowning from the heavy rain.
Nowhere to go.
Dancing down the gloomy tunnel.
The Rats don’t like the entertainment.
Anxiety is my Friend, no one wants to know.
Bottom with the sewer rats.
Flip the script.
Going clockwise.
Positive.
Three steps forward.
When on the up.
Feels like I’m on top of the World.
The waterfall feels like gold.
Climbing the positive ladder.
Singing on the beautiful cloud.
The Angles singing and protecting me.
Making sure, I don’t go down the steps.
Top of the crystal clear skies.
Flip the script.
Going anti-clockwise.
Negative.
One step back.
Sometimes I feel depressed.
My mind is so compressed.
That it hurts, that no one see’s the pain.
Unless I say something.
But sometimes, no one wants to know.
But when someone does.
They spend time helping me out.
Then look into the bright side.
Flip the script.
Going clockwise.
Positive.
Three steps forward.
Sometimes I feel great.
My mind is relaxed and calm.
As I smile, people are happy.
Boosting my confidence.
My Morales can be driven, into the right direction.
Then seeing someone who’s feeling low.
Spend time helping them out.
Flip the script.
Still going clockwise.
Still going positive.
Reaching for the top.
About the Creator
Richard Mabe
Hi everyone, I'm Richard from Milton Keynes in England and I've been writing poetry for many years. Also I play Guitar and Bass and even add music to my Poetry Podcasts. I usually write poems about all sort of things.
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