My OCD –

It screams.

As the medication; it enters my body.

How dare you desert me?

My disorder – it shrieks.

Don’t you remember?

I made you somebody.

I was there for you –

In the darkest of times.

It was me – that was by your side.

It was I that kept you safe.

I was there for you.

And I taught you things.

Me and you . .

. . You and I.

And with time, these things?

You mastered them.

Oh, how proud I was to be your guide.

This medication?

It will likely take me away from you.

Do you really think that is wise?

You, without me?

You . . without I?

Think of all of the time that we have spent together.

. . I thought we made a pact.

We have counted . .

And driven . .

We performed, the most delightful of acts.

How dare you abandon me?!

The voice – growing louder.

Surely, you need me.

And yet,

You couldn’t seem prouder.

The voice, now?

It is nearly too much to bear.

How dare you abandon me?

Is this how you show me you care?

And so,

My mind screaming.

The thoughts, in a persistent despair.

I swallow this pill.

The pain – almost too much to bare.

This?

It is my life now.

And my friend?

They must go.

Despite their beliefs –

This? It is just not their show.

Goodbye, I say . .

One very last time.

It was fun while it lasted, but my friend?

They must know.

That I – I cannot live

As a prisoner in their most elaborate show.

My OCD? My friend?

I was convinced they were protecting me.

. . But that friend?

I know now, it is time that they go.

The voice that lives within me – It is no longer growing stronger.

I needed my OCD. But, I do not any longer.

Seconds, into minutes. Minutes, into hours.

My friend, they are gone now.

And I am not sure how, I will get by.

Their voice? It is distant;

As I say one last final goodbye.

I will talk to you soon, dear friend.

Please, do not forget me.

It is just, that I know now.

You, do not actually protect me.

You were my greatest companion.

My moral demise.

But, it can no longer be . .

Me and you . .

. . You, and I.