By Rushda Siddiqui
Washing hands and checking the doors..
Fear of germs more and more..
All alone on the shore..
Thoughts are loud and getting soar..
Mind loaded with negativity..
Terrified of uncertainty..
Repetitive thoughts and then actions..
Her life is surrounded by patterns..
Placing objects with order and symmetry..
Leaving her mind messy..
Intrusive thoughts, urges and images..
She wants to burn these pages..
Trapped into the loop of false obsessions..
Ruminating about them and performing compulsions..
These obsessions made her heart roar..
Her mind is at constant war..
Apprehensive about future..
Something bad will happen, her mind tells her..
Then she prays to God..
Please save me from these false thoughts..
And never make them come true..
Deep down she knows, it's OCD..
It’s killing her slowly, a monster who is draining her mentally..
Giving her anxiety attack..
Giving her a heartache..
Making her lose confidence..
Making her catastrophize every situation..