Intrusive thoughts
The edges of my brain are suffocating
The space I once used to breathe in.
They’re back.
Graphic images that feel like a sin.
Distorted memories that I can’t really explain.
Crisis.
Panick attack.
I don’t remember the last time
These thoughts conquered my mind.
It’s almost as if they always find new ways
To uncover my tracks.
They dissipate for a while,
Even for years –
And then all of a sudden,
They’re back.
Like they never left.
Like they were just sleeping —
Waiting for the perfect moment
To make another scene.
Why is it that each time,
They feel even more vivid?
I get all paranoid and obsessive —
Because what if what my mind is making up
Turns out to be real?
Welcome to my OCD brain.