Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD)

On the outside, I may look normal, Just like all the rest. But inside, I am hurting, My heart tearing in two, From the voices in my mind, That tell me what to do. I can’t escape their orders, I must do what they say. Because, if I disobey them, They’ll take my loved ones away. So, I do everything they tell me, Even if it’s hard, So they stay away from my family, So I can keep them from harm. But sometimes it’s too much, Doing all their chores, And on the days it hurts a lot, I just want to give up. But I know I can’t, Because, if I refuse, My loved ones will vanish, And I will lose. So, I hide my depression, And stand to face another day, Because, I couldn’t survive, Knowing I’d been the one that Took my family away.