OCD

A Poem by Jose Waldo

Free verse/spoken word poem about OCD.

When you have Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, you rarely ever get quiet moments.

Even at two in the morning, all you can think is,

Did I lock the door yet

Each day, you just wake up to be beaten, bruised, and broken by your own uncontrollable fixations.

The voices take over everything and trap you in your own head.

I watch myself turn the lights on and off and on and off and on and off and on and off and I realize how I am no longer myself.

I am a puppet being tossed without control and a paper bag being thrown in the wind.

When you have Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, you rarely ever get quiet moments.

But when I met you everything just went silent.

Every click, every fear, every image just… vanished.

When I met you the burden on my shoulders floated away like a balloon.

I could breathe again, and maybe even see a touch of light in the darkness.

I didn’t have to smile in the mirror 18 times because I was already smiling.

I didn’t have to tell myself that everything will be alright because it all felt okay

Felt okay

I’m okay.

© 2018 Jose Waldo

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emipoemi

As one who has suffered from OCD for 3 years so far, I very much related to this, and greatly enjoyed it, too. Nice flow, nice imagery, nice repetition(s). I love the way in which you took it - how at the beginning it feels like despair and desolation until the appearance of this mysterious but wonderful person. Marvellous! On a poetic note, lose one of the repeated "felt ok"s....Having that many is unnecessary and kind of ruins the musicality. But well done overall! Well done indeed!

Posted 5 Years Ago

5 Years Ago

Thank you, it’s nice to hear I’m not alone!

lessa (kenzie)

Oh I enjoyed this so much, my husband tells me, I may have OCD, cause I repeat myself and then get on one subject then quickly change it to something else. he laughs at me at times, cause sometimes I will just say "Hey did you see that squirrel" even though I am messing with him. Awesome write