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OBSESSIVE COMPULSIVE DISORDER Seconds, minutes, hours and days go by I have to count every minute and don’t know why Cleaning, dusting, washing and planning All must be done or moving on is just not happening Routines and rituals are a daily task Why can’t I escape it I have to ask Things have to de done in a certain way Or, I am truly afraid things won’t be okay Checking and rechecking consume my day It’s difficult to keep my daily rituals at bay Things I own always have their proper place Or, I cannot relax in my very own space Doing things out of order will just not do Moving things slightly makes me crazy, too No matter how hard I try to refrain Actions are overridden by my own brain I am told this is one of my mechanisms to cope If I’m not careful, I will be hung by my own rope I can only take this one day at a time But, if I continue to work on it, I should be just fine.
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Sep 27, 2013
Sep 27, 2013 at 2:34 AM UTC
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OBSESSIVE COMPULSIVE DISORDER Seconds, minutes, hours and days go by I have to count every minute and don’t know why Cleaning, dusting, washing and planning All must be done or moving on is just not happening Routines and rituals are a daily task Why can’t I escape it I have to ask Things have to de done in a certain way Or, I am truly afraid things won’t be okay Checking and rechecking consume my day It’s difficult to keep my daily rituals at bay Things I own always have their proper place Or, I cannot relax in my very own space Doing things out of order will just not do Moving things slightly makes me crazy, too No matter how hard I try to refrain Actions are overridden by my own brain I am told this is one of my mechanisms to cope If I’m not careful, I will be hung by my own rope I can only take this one day at a time But, if I continue to work on it, I should be just fine.
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Sep 27, 2013
Sep 27, 2013 at 2:34 AM UTC
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