Short Ocd Poems
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we all have it
measures vary
as self appraised
drawn to harmony
sacred geometry
a magnetic pull
07-May-2023
Obsessive workers in their seat
An.al about documents neat
Choose never to rush
Or the toilet to flush
Unless the paperwork's complete
He is quite the constant hygienist
a licking perfectionist
shows agility with flair
back leg up in the air
my cat the self cleaning contortionist
She signed up with eHarmony
telling them she had OCD
came up with a match
but there was a catch
the only one for her was Mr. Clean.
10-26-17
P....Panic
A...Anxiety
R...Rivalry
A...Aggression
N...Nervousness
O...OCD
I....Illusions
A...Anoid
Written By: Unique Poetry 2015
This "March of Madness" men make,
Mostly meant to Minimize Momentum,
Must mean our "Maker" made...
"Molecular Miscalculations!".....(DNA + OCD) = SOS
Mind full and spilling over the brim
Drowning in thoughts unable to swim
I am being pulled down and under
Having survived this long a wonder
Most compulsives have never confessed
There are thoughts with which we're obsessed
Our inner vision
Views with great precision
The women our eyes have undressed
Check door, handle, lock. Check them twice.
Life with O.C.D. - that's the price.
Do the same each and every day;
"Unlocked!" the inner voices say.
Holding you hostage in a vice.
Anxiety Borders Crazy Dementia Erratic Frantic Grasp Hyde Introduces Jekyll Kooky Lunatic
Manic Neurotic OCD Psychotic Quack Rage Schizophrenia Tirade Unbalanced Valium Willing
Xanax Yearns Zen
It took awhile,
but I am OCD
now following directions and opening my mind
at last the bold, italic, center tags
make sense
finally satisfied with the find
I am no longer dense.
Routine is like a ritual.
To break routine is like nails on a chalkboard.
Feeling as if the floor is falling out from under you.
Anxiety at its peak.
Making it hard to concentrate.
Routine is that itch to light that cigarette that’s calling your name.
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Pup
strowing
all her toys
ADHD
Dog
Dog
needed
OCD
to clean up toys
Pup
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"About This Poem"
Trump Tried To Tentalize
They told me that Trump tried to tantalize,
And to us it never had been a big surprise;
Some say OCD,
It had to be;
His brains and personality should analyze.
MMPI, Miller Analogies, Kuder Interest,
Wechsler Bellevue and Stanford Benet.
He should be given these tests.
Jim Horn
Free versing without a care...I love the gayme truth or dare...
oh my Lord - I love writing...I have an OCD of writing...
Crazy cool and cleverly chastising...focus though, Day Vid
unbelievably skinny...yet, I'm passionately witty
So...feel free to love me or hate me
I have to spill my guts
It has been on my mind
It is making me quite nuts
My rooster has a problem
It is so hard to say
Just please don't laugh at him
He's OCD!!
He paces back and forth
Counting every step to a tee.
Three up
Three back
Three up
Three back!
There is no help to be
The worse you see
He has plucked
And plucked yes he
Is naked as can be!!
It's not Halloween yet but I have a trich,
No treat. OCD. Since thirteen.
I pluck, I pull, I tweeze, rip, yank.
Hair, lashes, and brows.
Made me once feel so ugly underneath.
A nervous tick, a passerby of boredom. Still unsure.
What causes such a thing, many are unaware.
I am not even sure myself.
All I know is I overcame it after 9 years of struggle.
I feel beautiful again.
I feel like me.
I feel uprooted like a tree from the ground
I feel like my world has been turned upside down
I feel like a blind man with no eyeballs in his socket
I feel like I'm on welfare with no money in my pocket
I feel like there's no end to the pain
I feel as if the sun will become rain
I feel as if I'm the only one
Life laughs so at me so I run
Away from the circus of life
OCD is a double bladed knife
Form:
7 clicks
the switches
im odd
on off
on off
on off
on off
on off
try again
hold my breath
on off
"we'll be together"
one more
im strange, odd numbered
superstitious
living life through
broken switches
on off
on off
on off
once more
on off
im obsessed
undressed
waiting for the truth to hit
counting odd is odd
even is god
be god
be even
its simple
im 7
oh god
im 7
(im crazy)
intentions
Your name rolls through my mind like molasses
Tugging and scraping along the surface of my brain
Those six lucky letters nag and drag me down
The way I eat, the way I walk down a flight of stairs
I feel those six letters watching, analyzing, critiquing
To think! Such utter misery born from such a beautiful memory!
Nothing can stop this broken record now
Not time, not fate, not God himself
can stop this ugly sound.
Tied my shoes
Wash your hands
Turned on the news
Wash your hands
Combed my hair
Wash your hands
Tucked in my chair
Wash your hands
Put on my hat
Wash your hands
Played with my cat
Wash your hands
Took a bike ride
Wash your hands
Slid down a slide
Wash your hands
Held onto a rail
Wash your hands
Opened the mail
Wash your hands
The way things
used to be
This was called
O.C.D.
123 OCD
so goes the repeated anthem
out of sight
constantly in mind
dead from "checking"
the thousandth time
123 OCD
sung by millions worldwide
over lights, faucets, germs and more
conjouring up worries,
Did I lock the front door?
123 OCD
shouted in times of frustration
off, off, off
make sure the irons cold
counting, touching, cleaning
Did I really turn off the stove?
123 OCD
will surely be the death of me!
Biting the inside of my cheek til it bleeds
This is what my anxiety does to me
Waiting to eat, pushing back my sleep
Eating problems come back natrually
Row by row, shelf by shelf
Ocd impacts my mental health
Shakeing here, moving there
Adhd has me everywhere
Wanting to be normal just one change
But all these problems flood my brain
Wanting to be like them
Calm, nice, collectd and make amends
But all these problems come back again
The smell of freshness,
Bright, shining with cleanliness,
Germs don't stand a chance,
Constantly cleaning and washing,
Having a routine that you go through,
1-2-3 shutting the door,
Unable to leave till it's done,
Outside germs are all around,
Nothing is clean outside your four walls,
Your starting to panic,
You must get home,
Running...heart beating,
Opening your door 1-2-3 safe,
You suffer with OCD,
Some days are better than others,
Today is not a good day
a neat freak is compulsive
excessive and obsessed
their day revolves around cleaning
a neat freak has a one-track mind
and will not budge their focus
their one true friend is bleach
a neat freak disinfects all day
intolerant to imperfection
time and effort never a problem
a neat freak will not rest
till every thing's in order
and every surface shines
let's not mince words
a neat freak is maniacal
and a neat freak i am not
AP: Honorable Mention 2025