I didn’t cut the kitchen faucet off The thought pops in my head as soon as I sit I’ve never left the water running But now, I have? No, I haven’t I know I cut it off Besides, I’d hear it running, right? I… Continue Reading “Kitchen Sink”
I don’t think about why I’m taking my medicine anymore. In the beginning, I knew each pill was a step in the right direction, perfectly calibrated to make life more bearable and help me work through my depression. Turn my baseline anxiety from an… Continue Reading “Why I’m Medicated”
Is it OCD or anxiety?
A poem featuring some of my endless thoughts when my OCD and anxiety were worst.
I fell in love with the monster from Zara Larsson’s video for “Never Forget You.”