Trigger warning : Mental illness
A short poem about OCD 2
Why is it spinning in my mind,
What else is it going to find?
Another bugging memory alive,
Stir up my worry to thrive.
My brain is too full and aching
Anxiety in my chest is spreading,
Can't have a clear look,
It's my life it's took.
And everything broke in ruins,
A drop red of body fluids,
Guilt pressing tight,
Another sleepless night,
A failure at all costs,
Cruel disease my mind hosts.
~poem written by myself (Sheo)

















