Obsessive Compulsive

by Chris   Aug 13, 2004


Spinning, echoing inside my head
Turbulent, compulsive rouses
flicker through the skull
flickers screaming for attention
recurring reverbing voices
screaming for attention
screaming for obsession
uncontrollable repetition fuels
uncontrollable repetition
I'm going mad
I'M going MAD
well defined in its definition
well versed in its destruction
Lost in its simplicity
reaming holes in sanity
repeating endlessly, worming
worming like a demented worm
sapping resources, fueling obsession
parasitic devastation

Its over, craving satisfied
bliss, acceptance, gratified
its ok I'm over it now
just a little tick, in control now
what happened, it doesn't matter now
I said I'm over it
it doesn't matter now
next time I'll be in control
it won't happen again
I'm in control

This disorder plagues me most of my waking life, and here I've tried to put it into words. Everytime I read it I think of more stuff that I forgot to put in..so expect a redraft sometime when I get round to it. I think someone else who suffers too will more readily see what I'm getting at.

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  • 20 years ago

    by Shædow Poet

    I liked it- I think you wrote it in a truthful way, unique to you... I think you wrote it welll :)!

  • 20 years ago

    by dandy

    This poem displays strong emotions. Although I'm not quite sure what you mean by it, but it's none of my business. Very good detail!

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