Ocd Poems - Poems about Ocd

a neat freak is compulsive excessive and obsessed their day revolves around cleaning a neat freak has a one-track mind and will not budge their focus their one true friend is bleach a neat freak disinfects all day intolerant to imperfection time and effort never a problem a neat freak will not rest till every thing's in order and every surface shines let's not mince words a...

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Am I a freak? I pick my skin until I bleed It brings me peace and comfort Google says it’s my mental health or OCD It goes away for weeks, but when it comes back I have to feed My fingers just pick my skin without notice Now my thumbs look atrocious I’m an addict minus...

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The monumental bane of OCD - obsessive compulsive disorder As origin of *****Sapien species surged ahead, harboring nascent predominance asper said primate reproductively bred, (albeit via incremental fits and starts) evolutionary forebears didst dread Tom Tom Club former members an American new wave band founded in 1981 by husband-and-wife team Chris Frantz and Tina Weymouth as a side project from Talking Heads, rocketing them to...

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it is the biggest obstacle isn’t it? i’m talking about out minds, it hurts when you think you’ve overcame when in months you’ve relapsed can’t finish that video? i’m talking about that lecture that you’ve been watching for days trying to get the most of it when in reality it is getting insane.. you get into that all...

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(Pema, 2018) OCD Working on compiling and editing my latest project even my dreams become an obsessive loop of cutting and pasting words and images mostly just the same few over and over placeholder symbols for other symbols that must have some meaning, or at least the potential for it. And I see how this in itself is a poem suggestive of something intangible yet clearly...

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In pursuit of imperfect perfection, she slowly turned every lucky star blind, drowning in constant chores from obsession, unable to appease her stormy mind. Promises ascend against perception, nothing halts fixed rituals from spinning, as turmoils of time twirl through aggression, she sees the devilish mantra winning. What is left when breathing becomes a pain? whilst malignant fears urge for...

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Life is not as sweet as a bowl of golden glace cherries, nor is there a golden illuminated future for a fruitless mind. Trembling hands and gritted teeth disguise my disorderly brain, feeling lost in the mist, surrounded by drowned out voices. Deceptive chanting charms plant everyday confusion, with stalking emotions running through my mind's corridors, carrying a voice that...

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heart of compassion, stifled by rejection concealed with conscientious imperfections marvel mind mortified by man made mistakes confined in constraint, no mental escape flunking society's supposed expectancy, failing oneself, free-falling inwardly sparkles in eyes subsided, light subdued flame flickers restrained by winded worries' mood foreboding face, faded flat with fatigue harness of helplessness, harrowing grief sandbag shoulders, sullen with unbounded...

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Check under the pillow Re-tuck the sheets Arrange the blankets Turn off the light Turn it back on again And again, And again, And again. Its not that I want to repeat this mind- numbing routine. Its that I have to. It started off as a precaution, But now its taken over my life. Every decision, Every action, and every movement, Has to...

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Hyper vigilant Hyper aware of this body These hands... This heartbeat It is all normal Yet I feel some kind of lingering lurking anxiety An energy...An entity Following me... That thing is me... I can't seem to set myself free from the shaking The chains of OCD The sound of jingling thoughts in this head Like piggybank pennies A sudden clanging in my chest I'm scared... and I don't know why Scared of sleep... Terrified...

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we all have it measures vary as self appraised drawn to harmony sacred geometry a magnetic pull 07-May-2023...

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Mind full and spilling over the brim Drowning in thoughts unable to swim I am being pulled down and under Having survived this long a wonder...

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Most people notice my sunny disposition, one that can cause blindness & irreparable skin damage. They remark on the fact that all of my poetry is so cheerful and positive, wonder how a person who finds everything so funny, could ever be sad about anything. But what they don't know is that, I, like most other...

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“Clean” a short story I find it difficult to tolerate messes and messy people. I’m not sure when this started, but recently I’ve become a major germaphobe. When the people around me make the smallest messes, I get really disgusted. I get really annoyed. I examine and scrub dishes multiple times until they are extremely clean....

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The smell of freshness, Bright, shining with cleanliness, Germs don't stand a chance, Constantly cleaning and washing, Having a routine that you go through, 1-2-3 shutting the door, Unable to leave till it's done, Outside germs are all around, Nothing is clean outside your four walls, Your starting to panic, You must get home, Running...heart beating, Opening your door 1-2-3 safe, You suffer with OCD, Some days are better...

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