It's as simple as 1, 2, 3.
So why is it more complicated for me?
Threes become sixes, nines, twelves.
I enter a space where my OCD delves
In this space rituals take over.
I start acting as if I'm no longer sober.
Control is lost and frustration sets in.
My mind feels like it's doing a spin.
I check things over and over again.
This happens often, not just now and then.
The only way out is to pray for help;
even more so now my dog's begun to yelp.
My temperature's rising, my heads going to explode!
My body begins to ache as I search for a code.
Finally, trust happens and I let out a great sigh.
I've been through the wringer and I don't know why.
Why can't I simply trust my own judgement anymore?
With each episode I feel more lost than before!