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A musing on OCD and how it has affected my life.

OCD is 

OCD must be organized.

Everything must be right.

No, no wait. That's not right.

OCD is

Stepping over cracks as a child

Because too literally does your 

Mind take the childhood rhyme of

"Step on a crack, break mama's back."

OCD is

OCD must be clean.

Everything must be spotless.

No, no wait, that's not right.

OCD is

Panicking at the very conceit

Of cross-contamination. 

It is wasted food that could have been eaten

For fear of illness and death.

OCD is

OCD is everything must be straight.

Nothing can be out of place.

No, no wait. That's not right.

OCD is

Staying up all night as a child,

Not for joyous pursuits, but for fear

Of sleep meaning sleep eternal.

Thoughts of death intrude on calm.

OCD is

Praying to the cross over and over,

Resting on bended knee, sure it

Won't ever be enough to save

A sinner like you- a child.

OCD is

Analyzing every action

For what you did wrong.

Pondering endlessly why they hate you.

OCD is

Hiding in the room

Desperately scratching

OCD is

Fear

OCD is

Hate

OCD is

OCD is

OCD is

OCD is

OCD must be organized.

Everything must be in its place.