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: 28th March 2011 by: heatblast

Darkness fell and covered the face,
the shadow was hidden by night.
No reflections here at all
until darkness turns to light.
Light it shineth and uncovers a face,
the shadow enriches it all.
Reflections now show beauty and grace,
until darkness again shall... Read More

Posted on: 28th March 2011 by: blueboy1

stop!
did you lock the kitchen door?
oh no! i dont know
yes.
now may i go?
yes but one more time
just to be sure then all is well.
but i must get out by two
to and fro..bloody hell!

go!
out that door
think no more!
oh oh.
stop... Read More

Posted on: 1st February 2011 by: Wombat140

You can call it obsessive-compulsive,
or a complex, or something autistic,
a symbol of something unconscious,
an allergy, blockage, or tic,
it's neither one thing or the other -
I just know it's a terrible bother!

You can call me a neuro-divergent,
... Read More

Posted on: 1st February 2011 by: jessie

THE UGLY SIDE
I have two half’s nice and naughty
The nice side I love it’s me
The naughty side I HATE its someone who’s not welcome
As much as I want to listen to the nice side I’m constantly being drawn to the naughty
The naughty I like to... Read More

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

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