Living With OCD: The Subtle Ways it Can Govern Your Life

Over time, I began to realize more and more how strange I probably came off to people by doing stuff like this. It would make the other person think I’m subtly acknowledging an imperfection or something. Messed up hair, wrinkled shirt, whatever. Which wasn’t at all what I was doing, but it probably appeared that way nonetheless. … More Living With OCD: The Subtle Ways it Can Govern Your Life

Feelings, Forgotten

Feelings, forgotten, find footing I feel Forsaken for freedoms fragile hearts need to heal Faith in what’s fallen finds familiar ground What’s lost is now fine’ly so fittingly found Quizzically curious yet quite cautious I’ll be To catch, claim, acquire what’s now correct for me Concerns creep clandestine, cry subconsciously Cracked quiet, a cat-o-nine quells … More Feelings, Forgotten

New Leaves

You’ve moved on, yeah? You’re happy now I’m glad for you And yet, somehow Memories still fill my mind The good, the bad, the happy kind You may not still think of me But I have not forgotten, see Every love, they make their mark They light up thoughts when things get dark A laugh, … More New Leaves

Sincerely Signed

Listen, please. I must know how. I have so much to say right now. My mind is tearing me from Thou and begging me to disavow. Is this something I should allow? I need to know right here, and now. I’ve every reason not to fall yet here I stand before and bow. Why won’t … More Sincerely Signed

The Lannister

Hello dear you love me yes, I hear your heart, it’s thirst Come close to me but let me see, some things I must say first This is that which I would think I prob’ly need to mention You’ll see my pen is out of ink but I still draw attention A lion isn’t lonely … More The Lannister

Roses

Roses are red Violets are blue These feels, unfamiliar And they’re all due to you They stay when you’re gone Long after you’ve left I fear I’m a victim Of some sort of thought-theft Though despite the discomfort And these feelings, so new ‘Tis the first time in forever I’ve felt that they’re true Please … More Roses

A Waste of Time

A Waste of Time How often do we fall for things that people say and do? How often do we wonder if the things they say are true? And when there’s doubt we call them out when stories don’t connect I wish I had a dollar for each lie that we collect What makes us … More A Waste of Time