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Jun 2020
OCD
I question everything around me
Is this how it is suppose to be?
At times I don't care
Whoever's around me, I'm not aware
What kinda state is this?
I'm thinking to myself
Every moment passing by feels wasted
That is how, I'm arrested
In the memories of you I find me
Everything around me reminds me of ye
And I stop and I wonder, how could this be?
I'm wrong.
You can only remember what you forgot, See?
You are there, constantly at the back of my head
I know, I know, this is Sign Red !
But my heart! It won't listen,
't just says "go ahead!"
I don't even want to care neither get better I swear
And that's it! Now I know how little I invest in me and give you the more of it
That is exactly why there is a short-circuit !!
Written by
Jessi
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