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Racehorse

I want to check

Get up, leave the dining room

Plod up the stairs

Feel every extra pound

Of anxiety

I want to check

And only someone with OCD

Knows what that means

It means uncertainty

It means doubt

And I can’t live with that

It means obsession

And that’s all I live with

It doesn’t define me

But it sits on me every day

A panicked racehorse

My heart is crushed beneath its hooves

I want to check

I get to my room, yes

Its here

But my comfort is small

My respite will be brief

I hear the racehorse

It’s coming again


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