This is a poem/ song I wrote about my struggle with ocd.
I’ve been battling this demon ever since high school, I’m not sure I want to do this anymore. I feel a constant propensity towards using drugs to escape this hellscape. I walk outside and am consumed by my mind. The silence is so deafening I be consumed by lies, not a minute goes by, I don’t wish I’d die, but instead I’m walking like a zombie still hanging on to life. Others don’t see me they just see what they want to see, I be kept up in my room 24/7 365 I don’t know how to abide, I sit alone shaking my nerves are rattled my windows stay draping. Don’t start with me or I’ll start scraping, my attitude is whack my since of time is turned all the way back, I don’t sleep I just sit still in the dark screaming internally until my mind goes stark. Wake me and be reminded of a tiger shark, In truth I feel weak based on my passed I never fought back, bullies took what they wanted, still reminisce about a past that didn’t exist, my problems run deeper then this, and I know someone out there goes through it just the same, so I write these lines in a picture frame