Ocd Manifestation
My thoughts are spiraling out of control.
Please make it stop. I am losing my mind.
After a while, it will take its toll.
Some healthy coping skills are hard to find.
Door. Did I lock it? Did I lock the door?
What if I didn’t lock it and I die?
My thoughts just keep spiraling, more and more.
What if it’s all made up, it’s all a lie?
The simplest things can turn into death.
Can it really be that hard to be heard?
Could it be that I am wasting my breath?
Nobody hears me. Not a single word.
What is this? What is happening to me?
Please help. Is it really that hard to see?
Written January 7, 2020
Copyright © Gracie Bogen | Year Posted 2020
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