Mon Temp

𝑹𝒐𝑩𝑰𝑵 🪐 OCD, Poem February 25, 2020February 25, 2020 1 Minute

Le temp fuis de moi,
Comme je faire TOC,

Retourner mon temp à moi,
You
colossal
fucking
prick!

Time runs away from me,
As I do OCD,

Give me back by time,
Put-
-ain
De
Bite!

🌪

Published by 𝑹𝒐𝑩𝑰𝑵 🪐

I write poems which are mental health-themed, creative or humourous :). Within mental health I write a lot about: ADHD, OCD, anxiety, autism, emotional trauma— usually with an optimistic slant. My goals for my blog are to give myself a therapeutic, creative outlet whilst also being able to connect with and relate to other people. View all posts by 𝑹𝒐𝑩𝑰𝑵 🪐

Published February 25, 2020February 25, 2020

2 thoughts on “Mon Temp”

varjakBaby says:

February 26, 2020 at 3:46 am

This really spoke to me. It made me feel like I had done something wrong. That is one powerful voice you’ve got there, brosef! Use it wisely. =)

LikeLiked by 1 person

Reply
1. 𝑹𝒐𝒃𝒊𝒏 🧬 says:
  
  February 27, 2020 at 11:16 pm
  
  Hey Varjak, it was aimed more at the OCD itself, I didn’t really intend for you to feel like you’d done something wrong! 😁. But that’s interesting that you read it in that way— it’s an entirely valid interpretation of course!
  
  Thank you so much for the compliments, I really appreciate that man! 👍👊
  
  LikeLike
  
  Reply

Share this:

Like this:

Published by 𝑹𝒐𝑩𝑰𝑵 🪐

2 thoughts on “Mon Temp”

Leave a Reply Cancel reply