Mar 2016
I wake up every morning
With laughter in my head,
And sometimes as I'm yawning
I wish that I were dead.
It turns up as I am writing
And scoffs, grunts, and guffaws,
This laugh I'm always fighting
Which says; "you have no cause."
It's tone is not a pleasant one-
I know this very well,
But I'll not let it spoil my fun-
That laugh can burn in hell!
It and I are now connected,
And I can't wish it away.
'Though that laugh is unrespected,
I accept it's here to stay.
I sometimes wonder, as I'm yawning,
If that laugh makes me a better man,
Since I know every single morning
I've already faced the worst I can.
With laughter in my head,
And sometimes as I'm yawning
I wish that I were dead.
It turns up as I am writing
And scoffs, grunts, and guffaws,
This laugh I'm always fighting
Which says; "you have no cause."
It's tone is not a pleasant one-
I know this very well,
But I'll not let it spoil my fun-
That laugh can burn in hell!
It and I are now connected,
And I can't wish it away.
'Though that laugh is unrespected,
I accept it's here to stay.
I sometimes wonder, as I'm yawning,
If that laugh makes me a better man,
Since I know every single morning
I've already faced the worst I can.
A poem about my OCD, my hatred of it, and my acceptance of it, neatly packaged into 20 lines.
FYI for those who don't know- OCD doesn't cause me to hear voices or make me want to clean or neatly arrange everything around me, but instead causes me to think the same repetitive thoughts over and over, sometimes in response to certain stimuli or "triggers" and other times seemingly at random. Mornings tend to be the worst for me, and I am greeted the creepiest, quite vile, laughter most mornings in my imagination until I am able to distract myself away from it. It can make me a quite easily irratible morning person.
FYI for those who don't know- OCD doesn't cause me to hear voices or make me want to clean or neatly arrange everything around me, but instead causes me to think the same repetitive thoughts over and over, sometimes in response to certain stimuli or "triggers" and other times seemingly at random. Mornings tend to be the worst for me, and I am greeted the creepiest, quite vile, laughter most mornings in my imagination until I am able to distract myself away from it. It can make me a quite easily irratible morning person.
