OCD Poems
#OCD
OCD poems, poetry about obsessive–compulsive disorder, a mental disorder based on repetition, rituals and obsessions. OCD poems, written by sufferers, examining the impact OCD has on their lives and mental health.
The Incapable Peasant of OZ
There once was a pitiful Stalinist
whose brow was not sufficiently high
which let Democrats get him super pissed...
at pedos and Nazis and crows, oh my!
He was on the internet, all alone,
worried about some collectivist guy
who triggered him into a bitch and moan...
at pedos and Nazis and crows, oh my!
The skies grew dark with flying Trump-pan-zees
dressed up like Bonaparte drones in the sky
but having a hard time capping the knees...
of pedos and Nazis and crows, oh my!
They spent their money on...
whose brow was not sufficiently high
which let Democrats get him super pissed...
at pedos and Nazis and crows, oh my!
He was on the internet, all alone,
worried about some collectivist guy
who triggered him into a bitch and moan...
at pedos and Nazis and crows, oh my!
The skies grew dark with flying Trump-pan-zees
dressed up like Bonaparte drones in the sky
but having a hard time capping the knees...
of pedos and Nazis and crows, oh my!
They spent their money on...
#anxiety
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
#OCD
#unicorns
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This Path of Uncertainty
I know this path…
This is a path I’ve walked before…
It’s a dark one with an indeterminate end.
Me, myself and I think there are some things that are just kept better quiet.
I don’t want to be quiet anymore.
I want to leave this arctic realm of realism, lower my foot into the warm bath water
of surrealism, and be home!
Here in reality, I am no one.
There in surrealism, I am someone.
I’ll raise my hand to the glass
and the figure in the reflection follows.
Then we join palms,
then a ripple in the glass.
All I...
This is a path I’ve walked before…
It’s a dark one with an indeterminate end.
Me, myself and I think there are some things that are just kept better quiet.
I don’t want to be quiet anymore.
I want to leave this arctic realm of realism, lower my foot into the warm bath water
of surrealism, and be home!
Here in reality, I am no one.
There in surrealism, I am someone.
I’ll raise my hand to the glass
and the figure in the reflection follows.
Then we join palms,
then a ripple in the glass.
All I...
#anxiety
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
#nightmares
#OCD
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Whiplash
Up,
Down,
Hot,
Cold,
Hell yes,
Fuck no.
I can’t keep up.
Shit is going fast.
Some time it’s real good,
others it’s real bad.
Holding onto my spinning head,
I think I’m giving myself whiplash.
I need some water,
and maybe several seats.
I can’t eat,
I can’t think,
hell, I can’t even sleep.
My mind is going ninety— to nothing.
I’m gonna crash and burn.
Yet, like a moth to a flame..
Here I am again. You’d think I’d have learned.
Fuck yes
Hell no
Down
Up...
Down,
Hot,
Cold,
Hell yes,
Fuck no.
I can’t keep up.
Shit is going fast.
Some time it’s real good,
others it’s real bad.
Holding onto my spinning head,
I think I’m giving myself whiplash.
I need some water,
and maybe several seats.
I can’t eat,
I can’t think,
hell, I can’t even sleep.
My mind is going ninety— to nothing.
I’m gonna crash and burn.
Yet, like a moth to a flame..
Here I am again. You’d think I’d have learned.
Fuck yes
Hell no
Down
Up...
#ADHD
#MentalHealth
#OCD
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How
How can I keep living when I feel like I don’t belong?
How can I survive when I can no longer be strong?
How can I have hope when it’s been taken away?
How can I fight when I don’t wish to stay?
How can I smile when I just need to cry?
So many questions, so many whys.
I’m no longer at home in myself anymore,
Every day I wake up lost I’ll never find who I was before,
I am a stranger in my own mind, lost with no direction,
Trying to find a part of my self with no navigation,
Impossible right?
Fills me with fright.
This...
How can I survive when I can no longer be strong?
How can I have hope when it’s been taken away?
How can I fight when I don’t wish to stay?
How can I smile when I just need to cry?
So many questions, so many whys.
I’m no longer at home in myself anymore,
Every day I wake up lost I’ll never find who I was before,
I am a stranger in my own mind, lost with no direction,
Trying to find a part of my self with no navigation,
Impossible right?
Fills me with fright.
This...
#anxiety
#depression
#LifeStruggles
#MentalHealth
#OCD
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Trauma
#OCD
#suffering
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Once They Told Me
Once they told me long ago
That I would only be alone
So, I pushed them all away
So that no one would ever know
Once they told me long ago
That I was wrong, and it would show
So, I kept the fear all to myself
Let it tear me to the bone
Once they told me long ago
That I was healthy from head to toe
So, I let disorder eat me away
They know me better, I suppose
Once they told me long ago
That I had everything, high to low
So my sadness had no name
And I choose to suffer so
Once they told me...
That I would only be alone
So, I pushed them all away
So that no one would ever know
Once they told me long ago
That I was wrong, and it would show
So, I kept the fear all to myself
Let it tear me to the bone
Once they told me long ago
That I was healthy from head to toe
So, I let disorder eat me away
They know me better, I suppose
Once they told me long ago
That I had everything, high to low
So my sadness had no name
And I choose to suffer so
Once they told me...
#depression
#shame
#OCD
#FeelingLost
#fear
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Scrupulosity
There’s a winged preacher on my shoulder,
But I can’t tell if it’s an angel or obsession.
It seems the harder I try to listen,
The more I start to question.
The harder I try to fight,
The further that I fall.
If I’m not trying to be perfect,
Am I trying at all?
And am I trying too hard,
Or not trying enough?
Is it an intrusive thought,
Or is it calling out a bluff?
I know I’m supposed to be happy,
But I only feel safe in the hurt.
If I’m...
But I can’t tell if it’s an angel or obsession.
It seems the harder I try to listen,
The more I start to question.
The harder I try to fight,
The further that I fall.
If I’m not trying to be perfect,
Am I trying at all?
And am I trying too hard,
Or not trying enough?
Is it an intrusive thought,
Or is it calling out a bluff?
I know I’m supposed to be happy,
But I only feel safe in the hurt.
If I’m...
#OCD
#MentalHealth
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A Penlight
Cancel out the darkness
learning to read
what might be remembered
with a penlight
silencing the echoes
with a magic marker
until you get your sight back
from exploring the unknown
walking alone
with a penlight
listening to your awareness
learning to read
what might be remembered
with a penlight
silencing the echoes
with a magic marker
until you get your sight back
from exploring the unknown
walking alone
with a penlight
listening to your awareness
#OCD
#acceptance
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OCD
When OCD is in my head
It fills me up
With so much dread
And thoughts of disastrous
Events appearing real
The "what if's" come
It's fear that I feel
What's best for now
Is some needed distraction
To help me focus
On something of value
A slow deep breath
Makes for a productive start
The door was shut
But now it's open
To help me move in
A different direction
A glance up at the sky
A bird flying high
Can help me to get
Alright in my mind
It fills me up
With so much dread
And thoughts of disastrous
Events appearing real
The "what if's" come
It's fear that I feel
What's best for now
Is some needed distraction
To help me focus
On something of value
A slow deep breath
Makes for a productive start
The door was shut
But now it's open
To help me move in
A different direction
A glance up at the sky
A bird flying high
Can help me to get
Alright in my mind
#anxiety
#OCD
#MentalHealth
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Willing To Accept
#addiction
#OCD
#MentalHealth #vulnerability
#MentalHealth #vulnerability
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O.C.D I Think...
Recently,
recent behaviors
lead me to
believe,
I
may
have
OCD.
Racing thoughts,
fill my head,
I need it...
bad...
I
think
it's
OCD.
Manifesting
it's own,
unique
kind of
energy.
I
think
it's
OCD.
Undiagnosed,
need to
get
checked out...
It
might
be
OCD.
Oh,
I caught
myself
obsessing again...
About
the
same, ...
recent behaviors
lead me to
believe,
I
may
have
OCD.
Racing thoughts,
fill my head,
I need it...
bad...
I
think
it's
OCD.
Manifesting
it's own,
unique
kind of
energy.
I
think
it's
OCD.
Undiagnosed,
need to
get
checked out...
It
might
be
OCD.
Oh,
I caught
myself
obsessing again...
About
the
same, ...
#OCD
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection #SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection #SelfDiscovery
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Ol dirty wolfstard
Living on the edge of time
Poking holes for the light to shine forks and knives but spoons are all you care
People run in circles you reach out no one's there
Starstruck fell in love with one stare
Fallen left alone she's always there
True love blinding everything's just
Eyes full of tears and stomach full of lust
Time is messed up all hours are the same
Relentless effort for a prize to claim
Days months years blend in fall like rain
Crawling through a dream denying the pain
Restless cranked doped...
Poking holes for the light to shine forks and knives but spoons are all you care
People run in circles you reach out no one's there
Starstruck fell in love with one stare
Fallen left alone she's always there
True love blinding everything's just
Eyes full of tears and stomach full of lust
Time is messed up all hours are the same
Relentless effort for a prize to claim
Days months years blend in fall like rain
Crawling through a dream denying the pain
Restless cranked doped...
#anxiety
#addiction
#OCD #PTSD
#OCD #PTSD
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