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.
Blackwolf
Poem Published
5th Aug 2018 00:32am
5th Aug 2018 00:32am
LeT mE tEll YoU AbOut CraZy
I Have Found It To Be True Blue In My Time
Those With Problems Have The Best Lines
Diagnosing Others With A Mental Disease
O Please These Are The Ones Never At Ease
They All Have Obsessive Compulsive Disorders
And Refuse To Respect Boundaries And Borders
They Make Up Names And Have To Categorize
Why Is That A Surprise They Tell Themselves Lies
To Say They Are Sane As Though There Is A Norm
They Get Paid To Make You Just Want To Conform
Become A Lockstep Member Of The Robotic...
Those With Problems Have The Best Lines
Diagnosing Others With A Mental Disease
O Please These Are The Ones Never At Ease
They All Have Obsessive Compulsive Disorders
And Refuse To Respect Boundaries And Borders
They Make Up Names And Have To Categorize
Why Is That A Surprise They Tell Themselves Lies
To Say They Are Sane As Though There Is A Norm
They Get Paid To Make You Just Want To Conform
Become A Lockstep Member Of The Robotic...
#LifeStruggles
#OCD
#MentalHealth
#HumanRights
#culture
596 reads
4 Comments
Breakingbenjamin
Benjamin
Benjamin
Poem Published
27th Jul 2018 8:33am
27th Jul 2018 8:33am
Dear O.C.D
Dear o.c.d
Why have you victimised my mental freedom down to the depths of my shattered insanities.
Why, why have you brutalized and butchered my self control and placed your voodoo curse on me.
My only wish and for other sufferer's so, is just to be our own.
Yet the one inside my mind, he is not me sitting on my throne.
Repetition, repetition this entity he follows.
Repetition, repetition he simply will not let me go.
With every minute, through every waking moment this battle spins and boils out of control-
Yet while pushing through this never ending...
Why have you victimised my mental freedom down to the depths of my shattered insanities.
Why, why have you brutalized and butchered my self control and placed your voodoo curse on me.
My only wish and for other sufferer's so, is just to be our own.
Yet the one inside my mind, he is not me sitting on my throne.
Repetition, repetition this entity he follows.
Repetition, repetition he simply will not let me go.
With every minute, through every waking moment this battle spins and boils out of control-
Yet while pushing through this never ending...
#depression
#OCD
#MentalHealth #suffering
#MentalHealth #suffering
492 reads
4 Comments
Breakingbenjamin
Benjamin
Benjamin
Poem Published
21st Jul 2018 9:00pm
21st Jul 2018 9:00pm
Internal destruction
A tornado of emptiness is tearing through my soul, ripping all that is left and dragging it into this abyss. My despise is a bottomless pit, tis once you fall in you seem to be falling for life.
Weightless, souless, heartless and completely fucking alone. Tormented for ever by the fuck who never left you alone.
Tormented by the same fuck who destroyed my dreams of ever having a family home.
Tormented forever because even when I'm by my self, I am never completely alone.
He whispers and he talks, it pushes he thrives, it is my negativity that drives this.
It manifests...
Weightless, souless, heartless and completely fucking alone. Tormented for ever by the fuck who never left you alone.
Tormented by the same fuck who destroyed my dreams of ever having a family home.
Tormented forever because even when I'm by my self, I am never completely alone.
He whispers and he talks, it pushes he thrives, it is my negativity that drives this.
It manifests...
#anxiety
#addiction
#OCD #MentalHealth
#OCD #MentalHealth
512 reads
2 Comments
george4man2box
Poem Published
12th Jul 2018 10:29pm
12th Jul 2018 10:29pm
So Dog Gone Tired Today...
July 12th , 2018
Like a fly without his/her buzz
even popping a guarana (caffeine) does
not shake the feeling
like brain covered with fuzz
no matter how hard I try eyelids claps
shut nor how many hours of sleep elapse
offers nary reprieve folds
welded tightly shut
feel like they weigh
much as a ton mud covered flaps,
thus thought to summon
meager energy reserves perhaps
generating poetic lines
interrupted by taking constant naps
but no matter eyelids
weigh heavy...
Like a fly without his/her buzz
even popping a guarana (caffeine) does
not shake the feeling
like brain covered with fuzz
no matter how hard I try eyelids claps
shut nor how many hours of sleep elapse
offers nary reprieve folds
welded tightly shut
feel like they weigh
much as a ton mud covered flaps,
thus thought to summon
meager energy reserves perhaps
generating poetic lines
interrupted by taking constant naps
but no matter eyelids
weigh heavy...
#anxiety
#hope
#OCD
#TimeHeals
#gratitude
513 reads
0 Comments
Blackwolf
Poem Published
25th Jun 2018 3:28pm
25th Jun 2018 3:28pm
Spell Check This Sucka
Mary Poppins Would Have Taken Her Bumbershoot
To Spell Check And Auto Correct If They Messed With Her
Super Kali Fragilistic XP Alidocious , How Atrocious They
Think It Is Their Right , I Never Use Them , And If Auto Correct
Tried Messing With My Words , I Would Help It Take A Sinister
Turn Off A Cliff On A Short Highway To Hell , With Bells On ;
Who Is The Bellwether And Instigator Of This Devious Plot ?
Are They Jackal And Hiding Between My Pharaoh Raises ,
Waiting To Crown Themselves As...
To Spell Check And Auto Correct If They Messed With Her
Super Kali Fragilistic XP Alidocious , How Atrocious They
Think It Is Their Right , I Never Use Them , And If Auto Correct
Tried Messing With My Words , I Would Help It Take A Sinister
Turn Off A Cliff On A Short Highway To Hell , With Bells On ;
Who Is The Bellwether And Instigator Of This Devious Plot ?
Are They Jackal And Hiding Between My Pharaoh Raises ,
Waiting To Crown Themselves As...
#satirical
#LifeAsAWriter
#OCD
#WritingPoetry
#HumanRights
499 reads
2 Comments
gateunder
Poem Published
6th Jun 2018 11:54pm
6th Jun 2018 11:54pm
fomo
fomo poetry 06.06.18
got the diagnosis
all had to be explained
done over 30 years in broadmoor with psychosis
memory's are stained.
at the height was trending
talking was the village
people diverting to read with route bending
having to drink pushed up gatehouse sales of beverage.
could not work social media
i am a odd ball and loner
only ones talking are sane ones from al-qaeda
even they had enough so says top dog owner.
no one does understand
poetry is my inferno
i no why on this website you did land
like...
got the diagnosis
all had to be explained
done over 30 years in broadmoor with psychosis
memory's are stained.
at the height was trending
talking was the village
people diverting to read with route bending
having to drink pushed up gatehouse sales of beverage.
could not work social media
i am a odd ball and loner
only ones talking are sane ones from al-qaeda
even they had enough so says top dog owner.
no one does understand
poetry is my inferno
i no why on this website you did land
like...
#addiction
#OCD
#MentalHealth #nightmares
#MentalHealth #nightmares
384 reads
0 Comments
george4man2box
Poem Published
3rd Jun 2018 8:42pm
3rd Jun 2018 8:42pm
Mine Gerund Tilling Illogical Weltanschauung
Twas accursed destiny
since birth alack
nascent emasculation abominable barrack
emergent deus ex machina,
viz zit ting older sibling counterattack
thirteen plus chronological gap
eldest sister struck like diamondback
surrogate "mother" role
assumed tubby exact
protectorate pseudo fullback
against cruel beastie boys
bullying barbs
comeuppance giveback
pummeling spongiform
gray matter (yours truly)
fisticuffs she didst highjack
proxy mothering
kept...
since birth alack
nascent emasculation abominable barrack
emergent deus ex machina,
viz zit ting older sibling counterattack
thirteen plus chronological gap
eldest sister struck like diamondback
surrogate "mother" role
assumed tubby exact
protectorate pseudo fullback
against cruel beastie boys
bullying barbs
comeuppance giveback
pummeling spongiform
gray matter (yours truly)
fisticuffs she didst highjack
proxy mothering
kept...
#anxiety
#depression
#memories
#OCD
#MentalHealth
417 reads
0 Comments
george4man2box
Poem Published
24th May 2018 00:48am
24th May 2018 00:48am
Tommy Wagers Who Ever Dares!
Nascent thought provoking
threads flit to and fro
unseen solitary pinball wizard
cavalierly fiddles indiscriminately
leveraging outcome
silently holistic thought fragments
strewn staccoto scattershot
attenuated blitzkrieg
brain storm saturates,
par for course sandtrap engulfs,
chaos reverberates within
besieged cerebral corridor,
quotidian mental onslaught
spurns refugee exodus,
psychological ploy asper viable coping
function forgoes figurative
foothold toe tully forfeited
tenuous grasp...
threads flit to and fro
unseen solitary pinball wizard
cavalierly fiddles indiscriminately
leveraging outcome
silently holistic thought fragments
strewn staccoto scattershot
attenuated blitzkrieg
brain storm saturates,
par for course sandtrap engulfs,
chaos reverberates within
besieged cerebral corridor,
quotidian mental onslaught
spurns refugee exodus,
psychological ploy asper viable coping
function forgoes figurative
foothold toe tully forfeited
tenuous grasp...
#depression
#bullying
#OCD
#MentalHealth
#metaphor
443 reads
0 Comments
zinnzinn
ZINNNNIZ
ZINNNNIZ
Poem Published
13th May 2018 4:59am
13th May 2018 4:59am
Little Miss Muffet Part 2 ( die mf'r die mf'r die mf'r die)
Little Miss Muffet
Sat on a tuffet
Eating her curds and whey
Along came a spider
Who sat down beside her
and frightened Miss Muffet away
" Later on that same day "
Well little ole Me
Was setting by a tree
Just a puffin my day away
Along came that spider
Who had sat down beside her and then I stood up and
I stomped the sh*t outta that son of b*tch
The End
Now the moral to this story is always remember that Fukk abuncha spiders.YO JOE!!
Sat on a tuffet
Eating her curds and whey
Along came a spider
Who sat down beside her
and frightened Miss Muffet away
" Later on that same day "
Well little ole Me
Was setting by a tree
Just a puffin my day away
Along came that spider
Who had sat down beside her and then I stood up and
I stomped the sh*t outta that son of b*tch
The End
Now the moral to this story is always remember that Fukk abuncha spiders.YO JOE!!
#love
#courage
#countryside
#funny
#OCD
600 reads
2 Comments
case28
Poem Published
13th Mar 2018 8:39pm
13th Mar 2018 8:39pm
fear of suicide
#love
#strength
#loneliness
#suicide
#OCD
1556 reads
16 Comments
QueenOfNight
Poem Published
6th Dec 2017 5:11pm
6th Dec 2017 5:11pm
Heart Break
The pain hit suddenly and fast
Next thing I know I'm crying out with a gasp
The pain I feel I endure
It's nothing new, that's for sure
Doesn't make it easier,doesn't make it right
For one so young to have this fight
Battling depression, anxiety, pain
PTSD, OCD, making me insane
Sobbing into my pillow, trying to keep silent
With each wave I relent
Finally feeling, after suppressing for so long
What I'm going through isn't right, it's wrong
Why do I suffer, how is this good
Why can't I move on like everyone...
Next thing I know I'm crying out with a gasp
The pain I feel I endure
It's nothing new, that's for sure
Doesn't make it easier,doesn't make it right
For one so young to have this fight
Battling depression, anxiety, pain
PTSD, OCD, making me insane
Sobbing into my pillow, trying to keep silent
With each wave I relent
Finally feeling, after suppressing for so long
What I'm going through isn't right, it's wrong
Why do I suffer, how is this good
Why can't I move on like everyone...
#anxiety
#depression
#drugs
#OCD
#MentalHealth
534 reads
2 Comments
nightbirdblue
Poem Published
30th Oct 2017 2:28pm
30th Oct 2017 2:28pm
Big Pharma
Labels here cast
as defined from
their textbook:
Diagnosis #1-
major depressive
disorder;
this horror
subconsious
she must overcome
Here let me just
inspect your scars too:
Diagnosis #2-
self mutilator;
it’s her sacred
revelator
tapestry curator
the lines are drawn
...
as defined from
their textbook:
Diagnosis #1-
major depressive
disorder;
this horror
subconsious
she must overcome
Here let me just
inspect your scars too:
Diagnosis #2-
self mutilator;
it’s her sacred
revelator
tapestry curator
the lines are drawn
...
#depression
#SelfHarm
#insomnia
#OCD
#MentalHealth
1402 reads
15 Comments
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