OCD MY TROUBLESA Poem by LEVELSBOYMy obsessive-compulsive issues wrapped in a wonderful poem.My OCD is acting up It pours my blood into a cup A by-product of my ADD That makes it hard to get through ABCD
Thoughts and obsessions that are not my own It strikes me right to the bone Even when I try to quit It brings me back bit by bit
As time passes I age And yet my body is still a cage I’m not that old And yet to be rid of it I must be bold
It leaves me gasping for air Well, that’s just not fair Please tell me not so And so that it may go © 2014 LEVELSBOYAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on January 31, 2014 Last Updated on January 31, 2014 Tags: Ocd, Poetry, Life, Troubles, Expression AuthorLEVELSBOYFayette, ALAboutI'm a writer, loves music, fun loving, easygoing, sometimes random, and eBook author. Born in Baltimore, MD raised in Alabama, and I now attend the University of Alabama. I may sell books, but I write.. more..Writing
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