What Am I going through? - a poem on ocd.

OCD-Obsessive Compulsive Disorder: Mental Disorder.

I wake up to this noise in my head
it never goes back
It's always repeating itself
just like the night I went to bed.

My toes take me to the washroom,
the same noise hints at some doom.

I wash my hands, first
and then wash my hands.
They never seem to be clean.
Nobody understands.

It's 9 already I got up 8,
Maybe, I didn't make my bed, wait
are those pillows not aligned?
Is that the way they were designed?

One, two, one two;
how many times did I blink?
What am I going through?
I always have some neat sync.

I check if the door is locked,
yes,it is.
Let me check again,
why is the door knob so light?

Something, does not feel right,
maybe, it's the colour of my shirt.
Is it too bright?

Maybe, I didn't tie my laces tight?
Did I switch off the lights?

This cycle never ends,
it just extends.
One, two, one, two;
What am I going through?

By Saniya Sethi

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