Repetition

I sit here in my room,
And this feeling just won't go away.
I squeeze my eyes shut,
Trying so hard to force it out,
Trying not to watch this pain.
Nothing that I can say or do can help,
Yet everything I need is right here,
Sitting in front of me.
I'm not clear about what's going on,
And sometimes, all I can do,
Is sit back and cry.
The music in my head,
Just won't go away,
It's playing the same song,
Over and over again.
Maybe, if I close my eyes,
It will go away.
I must know that it can.
Because I once felt this way before.
Nothing could help me,
Nothing you said could change it.
But I lived through it,
And I still exist.
I can take this.
I won't collapse right here,
And I'm not drowning in this pressure.
I'll just wait,
I'll just watch,
I'll just listen for now,
To the unending music in my head.

This poem is dedicated to anyone out there with OCD. I have it, and that's what inspired this poem. Thanks for reading!