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A personal account of  obsessive-compulsive disorder, depression, social anxiety, and agoraphobia

 

        

 

 

Through a "Pained" Window

 This poem truly expresses the pain that becomes so much a part of these disorders.  The feeling of being trapped in a body that wants to do so much more, but fear keeps you prisoner, only able to watch others enjoy life as you watch through a  window--a house you want so badly to escape from.   You feel as if you are missing so much of life, and time continues to tick on.   It can at times be such a lonely life, such a life of isolation.


Through a "Pained" Window

What is it that she wants, 
What is it that she sees,
That seems so unattainable,
Impossible to reach?

Encased within this house of fear,
Yet longing to be free,
Watching life quickly pass her by,
Wondering will it ever be?

Looking through a "pained" window,
She see the goings on,
Yet nothing seems to wait for her,
Why can't she too belong?

Days, months, years are gone,
Never to follow her heart,
Destined to live, yet not at all,
Encumbered and apart.

 

     




 

 

   

 

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