When you constantly,
Want- no- need,
To do something,
Is it bad?
When you can't stop,
Even if you wanted to.
Even when the need,
Starts to cause you harm.
Is it wrong,
Is it bad?
When it is so strong,
So controlling,
Is it bad?
This need,
Has started to dominate,
My life.
Is it wrong,
Is it bad?
I can't help it,
I don't want to do,
These things.
It has started to controll,
My every thought,
My every action.
I can't stop.
I need to do them,
Or,
I might go,
Mad.
I don't know how,
To make it stop.
When you want to hide,
And never come out,
Is it bad?
I am trapped,
In a prison,
That my own mind,
Has made.
I am behind bars,
And I desperately,
Want out.
Is it bad?
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PoetryMy worries, My fears, My troubles, My tears. My questions, My terrors, My thoughts, My horrors. My life. Hear them. Hear me.
