Mind over matter

Dealing with ocd and fighting my mind.

Mind over matter:

The mind, this mind of mine
Controlling my empty thoughts
Spending my wasted time
I think i thought
Was i right or was i wrong
Im arguing with you but you are me
Cussing these words making myself my own enemy
Fighting one on one but there is only one, it takes two to fight a battle and my opponent has already won
I struggle to protect myself as i aim the gun into my face
One arm against the other
But the one armed will win the race
My mind vs myself is like
Human vs bullets
The upper hand will always go to the one who has control over it

Author's Note

Ignore grammar and puncuation problems, just trying to get the message out there. Anyone relate to this?

Reviews

[MikeV]

Yup, I have ocd myself. bi polar, depression. all that fucked up s**t we writers have. I loved your poem tho

[Tay]

Yes, unfortunatley it is a killer! But on the bright side, it makes for great poetry! :) thank you by the way, I appreciate it!