Poems About OCD Seeking Honest Critique
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Poems about OCD seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Summer
I've strolled the boardwalk in hopes of taming the beast countless times.
When the phone betrayed me, the ocean was a friend like no other.
Crushing my hate on the grains of sand on a balmy August night without second thought.
Self doubt, disbelief, and time unlimited will torture in ways unimaginable.
Fear is heavy to the man who runs out of patience.
When the phone betrayed me, the ocean was a friend like no other.
Crushing my hate on the grains of sand on a balmy August night without second thought.
Self doubt, disbelief, and time unlimited will torture in ways unimaginable.
Fear is heavy to the man who runs out of patience.
#anxiety
#Autism
#depression
#MentalHealth
#OCD
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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!
...
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!
...
#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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Loose Thread
Just a bit of dread
this thin blue thread
pushes me to pull
this thin blue thread
pushes me to pull
#anxiety
#confessional
#LifeStruggles
#MentalHealth
#OCD
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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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17 Comments
Willing To Accept

#addiction
#OCD
#MentalHealth #vulnerability
#MentalHealth #vulnerability
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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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hangman's scaffold
neurodivergent people can
be tall, thin, brilliant, O
and work a pair C
of fuck-me D
heels
so
very
well
that normative thinkers
forget that we can't actually
deal with breaks in the patterns.
I’m in the audience cheering this time.
be tall, thin, brilliant, O
and work a pair C
of fuck-me D
heels
so
very
well
that normative thinkers
forget that we can't actually
deal with breaks in the patterns.
I’m in the audience cheering this time.
#OCD
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection
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Mild OCD:A single thought spiral
Penny for your thoughts.”
… in a single open-shut of my eyes I take the penny and….
Don’t eat that, don’t eat that, don’t eat that,
my god how much do you weigh, weigh,
how much does it weigh,
it’s 14 ounces but it has to be 12
12
12
Today.
So I can divide it by four.
I wish I knew why.
Not that song. Not that song.
Fuck, I hate that song,
and I’m awake at 3 a.m.
listening to the refrain
over and over and over and
Why. Why did...
… in a single open-shut of my eyes I take the penny and….
Don’t eat that, don’t eat that, don’t eat that,
my god how much do you weigh, weigh,
how much does it weigh,
it’s 14 ounces but it has to be 12
12
12
Today.
So I can divide it by four.
I wish I knew why.
Not that song. Not that song.
Fuck, I hate that song,
and I’m awake at 3 a.m.
listening to the refrain
over and over and over and
Why. Why did...
#anxiety
#OCD
#MentalHealth #FallingInLove
#MentalHealth #FallingInLove
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f**k
Fuck fuck fuck fuck
FUCK
that pain
these twisted feelings
What a fucking hangover
what happened last night?
who cares?
why look at the past?
the future can be better
Plan for the worst
Hope for the best
aim
for
the
stars
even if you miss you will be among them
deprived of
oxygen as I may add
dead
dead...
death sounds a bit
tempting
not that I am one of those guys that can
actually
do
it
I am not that brave
But I have to admit
I have been close and I...
FUCK
that pain
these twisted feelings
What a fucking hangover
what happened last night?
who cares?
why look at the past?
the future can be better
Plan for the worst
Hope for the best
aim
for
the
stars
even if you miss you will be among them
deprived of
oxygen as I may add
dead
dead...
death sounds a bit
tempting
not that I am one of those guys that can
actually
do
it
I am not that brave
But I have to admit
I have been close and I...
#anxiety
#depression
#addiction
#OCD
#vulnerability
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Who told you
We are trying to hide behind fake smiles and new clothes, behind expensive restaurants and club jerseys, Instagram photos drown in filters and clever Facebook posts, sitting behind desks for 12 hours doing a job we hate, finding solace in some bad written poems and plays without meaning, masks, all masks to hide the ugly in us.
Who told you;
Who told you you are so ugly?
And why the fuck did you believe them?
Is there anything prettier than the truth?
Is there anything prettier than you?
Who told you;
Who told you you are so ugly?
And why the fuck did you believe them?
Is there anything prettier than the truth?
Is there anything prettier than you?
#identity
#OCD
#aging
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
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Neurasthenia
maybe could
tattoo my
blood
on my skin
scratch my
DNA
in a frame
by the wall
pieces,
of skin
on the carpet
at the door
forget my
genome
in the song
in good rhythm
without the smell
either motive or end.
scratch my
skin
in the park
at the foot of the mountain,
in the mirror
of my room
where you can't see me...
or in the wind
the nuisance of my fears.
expel my
sweet beyond honey
from my gallbladder
and leave me lost
in...
tattoo my
blood
on my skin
scratch my
DNA
in a frame
by the wall
pieces,
of skin
on the carpet
at the door
forget my
genome
in the song
in good rhythm
without the smell
either motive or end.
scratch my
skin
in the park
at the foot of the mountain,
in the mirror
of my room
where you can't see me...
or in the wind
the nuisance of my fears.
expel my
sweet beyond honey
from my gallbladder
and leave me lost
in...
#anxiety
#depression
#OCD #fear
#OCD #fear
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DU Poetry : Poems About OCD Seeking Honest Critique