Reality’s Cave

For many people with OCD, being creative is an outlet to express their feeling about OCD and how it impacts on their daily lives. Earlier this year we launched our poetry project asking people affected by OCD to use the art of poetry to describe how OCD makes them feel. This is a great example by Ethan.

Reality’s Cave
Cruel darkness that I beseech
Not a thought goes by without your consent,
My stolen joy at your malice;

Thoughts black as a venomous cave
These vivid thoughts just will not behave.

My mind and reason seem to fail
Regressing infinitely on a familiar trail.

How could a cave feel just like home;
A place I live in, so alone?
When no light can breach, must we adapt to its gloom,
Accept our new fate or embrace our own doom.

When pathways wind slowly uphill,
There’s light at the top, so close until,
The light cannot last, when eyes are not used,
To the brightness of the sun, the feelings confused.

If passed the light, the darkness would fade,
But candles can dim, it’s just how they’re made.

When dwindling wick finds its end,
Please pass me another and return my friend.

Poem written by Ethan B.

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