OCD

OCD

A Poem by Samantha
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My world will end

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Crushing weights on my chest
Breathing becoming labored
Heart beating fast
I have to do it
Or my world will end
 
I try to resist
But it’s just too hard
I wonder
What it would be like
If I could try
And walk away
 
I turn away, gulping hard
Feeling the weight start to crush harder
Gasping for air
Heart beating fast
I have to do it
Or my world will end
 
I take a step and give a little gasp
I taken another
And before I know it
The urge has reseeded
It feels good to know
That my world
Will not end

© 2009 Samantha


Author's Note

Samantha
I have OCD and it's nothing to laugh about. It's scary and you never known when an urge will come. At least for me. I am able to live with it and repress it so people don't have to be bothered, but it's still hard.

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I am a young writer, nearly out of middle school, who is trying to get her book published. I like sports, friends, and reading. I have OCA type 3, which means I am albino, but please don't call me tha.. more..

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A Poem by Samantha