Another part to the series..


Automysophobia- Fear of being dirty.

I scrub my skin until it is raw
and then I scrub again
If I only I could get myself clean
I can't let the dirt win

My hair it feels so oily
And it isn't my shampoo
I wash it until it burns my scalp
I cannot stop

A new friend comes over to my house
And I am on edge
She uses my bathroom
And comes back into the room
I lie and say I have to go too

I bleach the entire toilet, I scrub the bowl clean
I rinse off every handle
I wash and rewash my hands
I shouldn't have had her over!

I go out and tell her I don't feel well
She says she understands..
As soon as the door shuts
I have my bleach spray,
inspecting, cleaning
Every single inch
Until I am sure
Nothing has been soiled..



Poetry by Teala
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Written on 2006-07-30 at 08:57

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Arti
excellente! good job! You mind if i print them out and use them to study? reading these is so much nicer than a boooring book... especially since you wrote them... :)
2006-07-31


F.i.in.e Moods The PoetBay support member heart!
would this disorder fall under obsessive-compulsive disorders? i can imagine the turmoil it must be like to live with this... i had a friend who had OCD and it was really difficult to live with her because of it... she suffered so terribly... you portray the suffering so very well in this... i felt myself choked with the anxiety and fear living in this moment described... powerful write... thanks for sharing this :f

later... xx
2006-07-30


Zachary P. B.
Wonderful, but frightening. A good piece to have me frightened of these phobias also. =)

I'm starting to really relish this series,
Zachary
2006-07-30