OCD MY TROUBLES

My obsessive-compulsive issues wrapped in a wonderful poem.

My OCD is acting up

It pours my blood into a cup

A by-product of my ADD

That makes it hard to get through ABCD

 

Thoughts and obsessions that are not my own

It strikes me right to the bone

Even when I try to quit

It brings me back bit by bit

 

As time passes I age

And yet my body is still a cage

I’m not that old

And yet to be rid of it I must be bold

 

It leaves me gasping for air

Well, that’s just not fair

Please tell me not so

And so that it may go

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

A very good poem describing a very serious and rampant issue or issues that afflict a lot of people. Excellent...:)......

[LEVELSBOY]

Thanks a lot. I appreciate your time reading it.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:).......

[Shitsune Hyuuga]

I really like this. Very nice, and I completely can relate to this. Although I'm not really on with the OCD but just some natural emotional stress a teenager undergoes.

[LEVELSBOY]

Thank you so much.

[Jeannear]

interesting poem...good job

[LEVELSBOY]

Thank you.