ONCE iN YOUR MiND iT NEVER GOES AWAY

YOU CLOSE YOUR EYES BUT iT STiLL REMAiNS

iT'S iN YOUR HEAD AND THERE iT STAYS

A MONSTER iNSiDE THAT YOU MUST OBEY  

THOUGHTS RACE AS YOU START TO ALiGN      

iT'S A THiEF THAT COMES ALL THE TiME                                                             

iT STEALS YOU AWAY AND TAKES OVER YOUR MiND                                                                                                                               

iT COMES WHiLE VULNERABLE AND TAKES YOU TOO FAR     

YOU QUESTiON YOUR THOUGHTS AS YOU DOUBT WHO YOU ARE   

iT'S AN iLLUSiON THATS AS DEADLY AS TRUTH                                    

iT'S LiKE POiSON, DiSEASE, OR A DANGLiNG
NOOSE                                                                                                                            

A STRUGGLE iNSiDE THAT YOU CANNOT DEFiNE                                                             
                                         
 A BUNDLE OF LiES THAT YOU CANNOT DENY                                                                                                                              

YOUR MiND iS RACiNG AND YOU' VE LOST ALL CONTROL

ONCE iN OBSESSiON YOU QUESTiON THE TOLL

THAT iT WiLL TAKE AS SHE DEVOURS  YOU WHOLE

A DiSEASE OF YOUR MiND THAT YOU CANNOT RiD                                      

AN OPEN JAR THAT HAS NO LiD                                                                             

YOU'D QUESTiON YOURSELF BUT YOU ALREADY DiD                                                                                                           

REPETETENCE iS THE MOTHER WiTHiN                                                     

EVERY THOUGHT iS A WAKiNG SiN                                                       

iNNOCENCE HAS BEEN STOLEN

YOU PULLED ME UNDER AND NEVER LET ME GO

LiKE A BLANKET THAT SUFFOCATES MY SOUL

NOW YOURS YOUR LiTTLE FREAK SHOW

MY LiFE BEFORE YOU SEEMS A WORLD AWAY

BECUASE YOU' VE BECOME MY EVERYDAY
                                                                                                                                          
THE DARKNESS OF NiGHT iS A MiLE AWAY                                                     

AS THE SEAMS OF UTOPiA BEGiN TO FRAY                                                                

A SLAVE TO A MASTER THAT MUST BE OBEYED                                  

EMBARASSMENT AND SHAME COME TO PLAY                                                                                                                          

THESE ARE HER CHiLDREN THAT LiVE iN THE DAY                                          

THE PAiN OF COMPULSiON YOU CANNOT EXPLAiN

YOUR FEELiNGS iNSiDE YOU KEEP CONTAiNED

THE TORMENT AND SHAME CEASE TO DETERiATE

TiME AS THE RECORD OF YOUR SHAME                                                            

  -THiS iS A POEM THAT i JENNiFER STEiNER WROTE ABOUT MY EXPERiENCE WiTH OCD & THE  STRUGGLE AS iT TAKES YOU OVER