I’m afraid if I’ve been mislead, because I can’t handle when people deny the truth. I confess my wrong doings, a compulsion simmering on testing fumes. Because I’ve always had a strong conviction to right and wrong.
Tag: ocd
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I Want to feel free from the walls that line my mind. I wanna let go, without the fear of falling. But Anxiety warns me every time. It talks to me, and he has a name. So I can’t be free, because I don’t want to lose control.
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So suppose things could be different, I’ll ruminate about it for forever. So many questions, so many leeches stuck to my thoughts – maybe that’s why I can’t find the answers through the memories my mind gives. If I just think more, I’ll be able to find them, if I just think more maybe I can understand.
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Step on each petal of the flower, tiptoe through the blackhole in the middle. Checkmate, all the cubes are straight, perfect symmetry from an obsessive compulsive. State the facts, go through it over and over and over again, an intrusive and unwanted thought which never collapses to leave the mind.
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Alone, Alone again. Dance in the sand. No-one knows I’m bare. Sending splendour in something so rare. Nobody can take this control, not even them. The one that dares to live inside of me. I tell them to go away, but they do nothing but stay. I call you the evil in me. I try to say goodbye to that part of me, but the thoughts still thunder through my mind…Intrusive thoughts.
Schizoreflective 