A Poem about Obsessive Compulsive Disorder

Check check check

wash wash wash

check check check and then,

Wash wash wash

check check check

wash wash wash again,

OCD many may know

as Obsessive Compulsive Disorder,

Forces people who suffer from it

to do things in a certain order,

Pressure builds up inside your head

and causes anxiety,

Alone with your thoughts its almost like

you’re an outcast from society,

Seeing things through until the end

is driven by a compulsion,

Dark black thoughts inside your head

that cause you some revulsion,

Rituals you have to complete

with seemingly no end,

Making people so crazy that

it can send them around the bend,

A small insight lies here within

to this poets OCD,

I need to end this torture

so can’t you please just let me be??