The Obsessive Compulsive in me
Contributed by
JD_Hamilton
on
Tuesday, 11th January 2005 @ 10:49:13 PM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
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I am falling out of control,
I am grasping, reaching out,
Looking to stop the decent,
Looking to end the doubt,
Looking for reasurance,
That everythings ok,
Looking for something, anything,
To get me through my day,
Oh God, I am falling apart,
My insides are twisting and churning,
I can't think I don't want to move,
And for peace my heart in yearning,
But yet I can find none,
There is nothing that I can find,
To calm my weary soul,
There is no place I can rest my mind,
For I am lost in this maze,
Of worry and constant fear,
The fear that all is lost,
And the terror that the end is near,
I am in constant search of hope,
To find some sense of peace,
But I can never find it,
So my search will never cease,
For my soul will not be eased,
No matter how hard I try,
I will never be able to rest,
Until the day that I die,
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JD_Hamilton
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