Slightly Twisted Poem by tru lee

I think I’m coming down with OCD
I see your picture and something comes over me
I have to touch it
And kiss it
And hold it to my heart
Pretend that we are not apart

Feeling slightly twisted
My thoughts are all fragmented
Can’t concentrate
Can’t communicate
Come back and save me
You’re my therapy

I feel stupid, ridiculous, I hope no one can see
But my curtains are open and the world is watching me
I’ll hide in
The closet
I won’t come out till night
Don’t want to be seen in the light

Feeling slightly twisted
My thoughts are all fragmented
Can’t concentrate
Can’t communicate
Come back and save me
You’re my therapy

I remember the day
When you walked away
With my heart in one hand
And my mind in the other
And just for good measure
You took my record collection

I miss you, I miss you, I miss you
But I’m also missing my mind

Heartbreak
And insanity
Don’t make easy bedfellows

Feeling slightly twisted
My thoughts are all fragmented
Can’t concentrate
Can’t communicate
Come back and save me
You’re all the therapy I need