Rue

by Seth Lyon   Mar 3, 2013


I once thought that my mind was a safe haven
It was the only place that could take me away
But life has finally taken its toll
And now I'm starting to lose control

It's getting harder with each and everyday
To banish the thoughts that plague my mind
They bring that I cannot endure
They come in scores, please no more!

I am beginning to lose the fight
I can no longer sleep at night
They have begun to invade my dreams
The very last place I thought I could be free!

That's it's they almost have prevailed
The day they win is the day I fail
Then there will be only one thing left to do
That day, however, will be remembered in rue.

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  • 11 years ago

    by Larry Chamberlin

    We are told that we nave no control over our thoughts, but when it comes to obsessions it feels as though our most inner sanctum has not only been invaded, but is actively involved in the betrayal of our peace.

    OCD begins when a compulsion is used to distract us from obsessions: for example, hand washing compulsions lessen the horror of germ obsessions.

    However, sometimes what we are most fearful of is our own innate power. What damage might we be capable of if we lose control? My response is: what greatness might we be capable of if we learn how to direct this power into meaningful feats! Writing, expressing these inner wars and turmoil, is the first step for it is through this means that we discover what the power itself may become.

  • 11 years ago

    by Seth Lyon

    Thank you so much :)

  • 11 years ago

    by Aubrey

    I total understand this poem.....great job:)

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