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Abigail Aldinger

A thought so forceful and intrusive
It collides with my skull,
Playing music that my ears don’t want to hear.
An inexplicable thought,
A stranger in disguise
Who fools around with my mind,
Choosing different corners to inhabit.
A thought that comes whenever it pleases,
Despite being an unwanted visitor,
And an overstayed guest.
Maybe I have been consumed,
And am living in the belly of a beast I will never be able to identify.

This is a short poem about intrusive thoughts, which are a by-product of Obsessive Compulsive Disorder.