OBSESSIVE-COMPULSIVE DISORDER STRIKES MIDNIGHT

BY MEREDITH BOYD

 

Tic tock, tic tock, repetitive thoughts.
Brown hair, brown eyes, soft lips….
Tic tock, tic tock, repetitive thoughts.

Right swipe, right swipe, right swipe
But who is seeing that face?
Brown hair, brown eyes, soft lips.

Tic tock, tic tock, repetitive thoughts
Sip after sip—who is she with?
Where is she now? It never ends.

Do I even matter? How can I compare? I’m sick of the pain.
Brown hair, brown eyes, soft lips….
It never ends, unless— no.

The light flicks. I inhale. Can this cloud up my brain?
But it doesn’t. They are still there…hungry…
Now more than ever
They keep me alive
Brown hair, brown eyes, soft lips….
It never ends
Tic tock.

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