Inverse Reality Poem by Nicholas Moss

The room seems familiar, but somehow different
It's as if I had awoken upside down
The bed seems larger
the world is in fish eye
A question dances in my head
Where am I?

Hello, I call down the hall
Is anyone there?
There's no response, just the cold silent air
The hallway feels cold but not frozen
I feel cold but not frozen
My neck aches and my head hurts
Where am I?

The hallway seems to twist
The light seems to bend
I start down the hallway
I'm moving forwards
Yet my feet are walking backwards
What on earth is going on?

The shadows are disproportionate
Confusion runs thick like a syrup
The ground seems to ripple
The atmosphere feels off
Where am I?

I'm feeling in the darkness
Looking for a exit
A hole in the wall
Maybe that will give me some insight
To where I am

I think I've found the exit
It looks pleasant and calm
I'm going through to have a check
Just to make sure
Wish me luck