O.C.D. Poem by natasha LaTulip aka Gpsi MoonShine

O.C.D.

Vow of ecknoledgement do I take in place of my heart
in seeking. The compassion that I crave, obliviously
battles beyond the obvious of spontanious content.

My heart confesses to obsession in adventure-like
speratic excitement of freedom, that leads only to an
inballanced ingaigement.

In this, my mind, currupt by the confusion, as the battle
of my heart and mind can't seem to find a simple melon
coli. Leaving myself in confused dreaming.

Whatever the cas emay be, I am in wishful thinking that my heart and mind together can pleasure one's fullfilment, and lay the aroma for mine to rest.