Poems About OCD Published by Members Recently Online
#OCD
gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
31st Aug 2024 6:06pm
31st Aug 2024 6:06pm
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
212 reads
1 Comment
gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
31st Aug 2024 6:06pm
31st Aug 2024 6:06pm
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
212 reads
1 Comment
gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
31st Aug 2024 6:06pm
31st Aug 2024 6:06pm
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
212 reads
1 Comment
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
852 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
852 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
852 reads
0 Comments
faithmairee
Poem Published
7th Dec 2023 11:22am
7th Dec 2023 11:22am
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
334 reads
17 Comments
faithmairee
Poem Published
7th Dec 2023 11:22am
7th Dec 2023 11:22am
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
334 reads
17 Comments
faithmairee
Poem Published
7th Dec 2023 11:22am
7th Dec 2023 11:22am
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
334 reads
17 Comments
Michaelpoet
Poem Published
5th Oct 2023 4:12am
5th Oct 2023 4:12am
Willing To Accept
#addiction
#OCD
#MentalHealth #vulnerability
#MentalHealth #vulnerability
196 reads
4 Comments
Michaelpoet
Poem Published
5th Oct 2023 4:12am
5th Oct 2023 4:12am
Willing To Accept
#addiction
#OCD
#MentalHealth #vulnerability
#MentalHealth #vulnerability
196 reads
4 Comments
Michaelpoet
Poem Published
5th Oct 2023 4:12am
5th Oct 2023 4:12am
Willing To Accept
#addiction
#OCD
#MentalHealth #vulnerability
#MentalHealth #vulnerability
196 reads
4 Comments
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