Poems About OCD Published by Members Recently Online
#OCD
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
27th Apr 2020 2:57pm
27th Apr 2020 2:57pm
BEHIND THESE EYES
Behind these eyes when we go to a place of mere separation from life and the world, we can feel the deepness swirling within our soul and mind. Screaming at us hollering our name at loud telling us, that there is no were to hide except behind a mask as an disguise. For as the whispers of the darkness creeps into the subconsciousness of our mind, we try to hide that we are not afraid of the darkness and thunder and lightning. That shots across the darken skies, making us feel nothing at all deep down inside of us except darkness swirling around like whispers of the winds. Leaving the utmost...
#anxiety
#depression
#bipolar
#OCD
#PTSD
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
27th Apr 2020 2:57pm
27th Apr 2020 2:57pm
BEHIND THESE EYES
Behind these eyes when we go to a place of mere separation from life and the world, we can feel the deepness swirling within our soul and mind. Screaming at us hollering our name at loud telling us, that there is no were to hide except behind a mask as an disguise. For as the whispers of the darkness creeps into the subconsciousness of our mind, we try to hide that we are not afraid of the darkness and thunder and lightning. That shots across the darken skies, making us feel nothing at all deep down inside of us except darkness swirling around like whispers of the winds. Leaving the utmost...
#anxiety
#depression
#bipolar
#OCD
#PTSD
635 reads
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eswaller
Poem Published
4th Oct 2019 11:18pm
4th Oct 2019 11:18pm
Obsessed with Perfection - Visual Poetry
She was taught to see beauty and
Honesty in the mirror. All she sees
Are imperfections and lies she wishes
She could wipe away with her hand.
She aims to be a beauty queen and please
The little girl obsessed with the wrong ambition.
Honesty in the mirror. All she sees
Are imperfections and lies she wishes
She could wipe away with her hand.
She aims to be a beauty queen and please
The little girl obsessed with the wrong ambition.
#beauty
#OCD
#obsession
1889 reads
6 Comments
eswaller
Poem Published
4th Oct 2019 11:18pm
4th Oct 2019 11:18pm
Obsessed with Perfection - Visual Poetry
She was taught to see beauty and
Honesty in the mirror. All she sees
Are imperfections and lies she wishes
She could wipe away with her hand.
She aims to be a beauty queen and please
The little girl obsessed with the wrong ambition.
Honesty in the mirror. All she sees
Are imperfections and lies she wishes
She could wipe away with her hand.
She aims to be a beauty queen and please
The little girl obsessed with the wrong ambition.
#beauty
#OCD
#obsession
1889 reads
6 Comments
eswaller
Poem Published
4th Oct 2019 11:18pm
4th Oct 2019 11:18pm
Obsessed with Perfection - Visual Poetry
She was taught to see beauty and
Honesty in the mirror. All she sees
Are imperfections and lies she wishes
She could wipe away with her hand.
She aims to be a beauty queen and please
The little girl obsessed with the wrong ambition.
Honesty in the mirror. All she sees
Are imperfections and lies she wishes
She could wipe away with her hand.
She aims to be a beauty queen and please
The little girl obsessed with the wrong ambition.
#beauty
#OCD
#obsession
1889 reads
6 Comments
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
13th Nov 2011 1:11pm
13th Nov 2011 1:11pm
So
Self expressed for easy living,
you raise the stakes
and leave them here
in the kitchen
underneath the blackened toast.
I'll swear when I find it there
when cleaning
as I don't like dirty
surfaces
and put it in the black bin liner
with ashtray stubs and smashed glasses.
House parties never dull the
beauty of a bet, especially not the bet
we made
upon my heart and soul
though I wished it was all
strategy.
We're pathetic,
foolish souls,
you live freely while I try
carefully not to tread
on your toes
and...
you raise the stakes
and leave them here
in the kitchen
underneath the blackened toast.
I'll swear when I find it there
when cleaning
as I don't like dirty
surfaces
and put it in the black bin liner
with ashtray stubs and smashed glasses.
House parties never dull the
beauty of a bet, especially not the bet
we made
upon my heart and soul
though I wished it was all
strategy.
We're pathetic,
foolish souls,
you live freely while I try
carefully not to tread
on your toes
and...
#love
#relationships
#OCD
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0 Comments
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
13th Nov 2011 1:11pm
13th Nov 2011 1:11pm
So
Self expressed for easy living,
you raise the stakes
and leave them here
in the kitchen
underneath the blackened toast.
I'll swear when I find it there
when cleaning
as I don't like dirty
surfaces
and put it in the black bin liner
with ashtray stubs and smashed glasses.
House parties never dull the
beauty of a bet, especially not the bet
we made
upon my heart and soul
though I wished it was all
strategy.
We're pathetic,
foolish souls,
you live freely while I try
carefully not to tread
on your toes
and...
you raise the stakes
and leave them here
in the kitchen
underneath the blackened toast.
I'll swear when I find it there
when cleaning
as I don't like dirty
surfaces
and put it in the black bin liner
with ashtray stubs and smashed glasses.
House parties never dull the
beauty of a bet, especially not the bet
we made
upon my heart and soul
though I wished it was all
strategy.
We're pathetic,
foolish souls,
you live freely while I try
carefully not to tread
on your toes
and...
#love
#relationships
#OCD
813 reads
0 Comments
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
13th Nov 2011 1:11pm
13th Nov 2011 1:11pm
So
Self expressed for easy living,
you raise the stakes
and leave them here
in the kitchen
underneath the blackened toast.
I'll swear when I find it there
when cleaning
as I don't like dirty
surfaces
and put it in the black bin liner
with ashtray stubs and smashed glasses.
House parties never dull the
beauty of a bet, especially not the bet
we made
upon my heart and soul
though I wished it was all
strategy.
We're pathetic,
foolish souls,
you live freely while I try
carefully not to tread
on your toes
and...
you raise the stakes
and leave them here
in the kitchen
underneath the blackened toast.
I'll swear when I find it there
when cleaning
as I don't like dirty
surfaces
and put it in the black bin liner
with ashtray stubs and smashed glasses.
House parties never dull the
beauty of a bet, especially not the bet
we made
upon my heart and soul
though I wished it was all
strategy.
We're pathetic,
foolish souls,
you live freely while I try
carefully not to tread
on your toes
and...
#love
#relationships
#OCD
813 reads
0 Comments
case28
Poem Published
13th Mar 2018 8:39pm
13th Mar 2018 8:39pm
fear of suicide
#love
#strength
#loneliness
#suicide
#OCD
1563 reads
16 Comments
case28
Poem Published
13th Mar 2018 8:39pm
13th Mar 2018 8:39pm
fear of suicide
#love
#strength
#loneliness
#suicide
#OCD
1563 reads
16 Comments
case28
Poem Published
13th Mar 2018 8:39pm
13th Mar 2018 8:39pm
fear of suicide
#love
#strength
#loneliness
#suicide
#OCD
1563 reads
16 Comments
case28
Poem Published
13th Mar 2018 8:39pm
13th Mar 2018 8:39pm
fear of suicide
#love
#strength
#loneliness
#suicide
#OCD
1563 reads
16 Comments
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