Creative Community

At OCD Action we often get people sending us poems, stories, books, art and a whole range of creative and inspirational work. For many people, being creative is an excellent way to express their feeling about OCD and how it impacts on their lives. In this area of the website, we invite you to submit your own creative work and share it with a wider audience. For now we can only take words but soon we hope to give you the opportunity to up-load images, video and audio. Your submissions will go to our editor for approval before they are posted below, if you wish to post pictures alongside your work, please email them across to media@ocdaction.org.uk.

 

 

Posted on: 18th January 2011 by: Joe21Liverpool

Loneliness crowds,
shadows, shrouds
Thoughts, ideas persist;
I try to resist
Their silent scream,
A trapped dream
Of insecurity,
their inpurity

They wont leave;
Try to decieve
Make me believe their lies
Have their watching eyes,
... Read More

Posted on: 5th January 2011 by: aishah

My mind is like a runaway train,
Gaining speed forcefully as it thunders down the rickety track.
Sometimes slowing to a steady pace, but othertimes its as if its a race.
I tighten my grip and hold on tight as I prepare myself for another fight
and wonder if I can manage... Read More

Posted on: 4th January 2011 by: jen67

Silent Turbulance

Now in this silence, after the weeping has ceased,
A silent so still, so still so still.
A silence not peaceful, just a sense of unrest
A silence so painful, so lonely.

I never see a day where anguish is not
The days of laughter are all too... Read More

Posted on: 4th January 2011 by: Truddles

‘Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house
No creature was stirring not even a mouse. . . . . . . .
All over the world children will pray
That tonight Santa will visit on his big sleigh.

And if they’ve been good he’ll visit them all,... Read More

Posted on: 9th November 2010 by: Anonymous (not verified)

The psychiatrist really believed he knew
When he said my OCD was all about poo
But actually he didn't have a clue
Because the theories were untrue.
A potty training so severe
had left my mind in mortal fear
So every thought or sight of faeces
would... Read More

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