O.C.D

 I’m obsessing; I’m obsessing
I’m obsessing in my mind
I am searching; I am yearning
Peace of mind I cannot find

It is constant; oh so constant
It’s constant drilling in my head
Like the flicking of a switch
And the tapping on my bed

I’m resorting; still resorting
Now resorting to a shrink
All the tapping and the counting
Getting harder now to think

Fill my mind; all my mind
My mind is whirring with the beats
Watch the people on the train
My head is counting all the seats

One, two, three; one two three
One, two  ...... for the hundredth time
I am looking; and now noting
All the tins sat in a line

Crazy sorting; cd sorting
Sorting music in a row
Alphabetically; numerically
8 hours passing oh so slow!

My compulsion; sad compulsion
A compulsion in my gut
Won’t now leave my sorry head
And my life is in a rut

Time consuming; all consuming
It’s consuming all my life
I need help; I need assistance
It is causing me such strife

I will get it; I will conquer
I will bury O.C.D
My happiness now will prevail
I can control the inner me ..