Upside down was a parallel universe being completely dark
I thought it must be connected with mine.
Being in an alternate dimension was my dream
And the dream felt coming true when I sensed the connection between these two.
How different are we right? Like a paradox.
Only if rewriting the fate was possible
Or us to live in the same dimension.
I'm in upside down writing this ~
My Body is craving for touch but my mind says no
It's a yearning for her, 'lil baby take it slow'.
Want to embrace in her arms so badly knowing it's a trap
But I just want to feel wanted before I am dead.
Being in upside down is thrilling
It somehow makes me feel more of adrenaline.
Feeling alive only in another universe is a curse
And that's why she is dead in hers.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem