I lift a finger to key.
Oh... A tingling sensation
I missed the right key.
My fingers wobbled across the keyboard
Once again, Backspaced another mistake
OH HOW PATHETIC
Wait... Had there been a stain on my finger?
A stain of which sort, and whatever its source,
I must find out the truth.
Flip my hand around
Pulling it closer to my face,
Uncertainty.
I was to repeat the cycle again.
Alas, I curled my fingers in crab style,
The style of curling fingers which was once taught to me
during my childhood years by my piano teacher
Let us go again
......
Alright, I think I'm good.
Hold on...
HOLY FUCK
A fly has swooped past me
Nearly brushing the tip of my ear...
Oh how I hate flies.
That filthy goddamn bastard of a fly
My body shivered in fear and anticipation.
I took a side glance to my phone in my frozen stance
My friend
My beloved
My family
Had tried to reach out to me.
But yet, as still as a staunch mountain,
I was unable to break free
from the chains of my greatest enemy.
Oh... God, I beseech Thee!
Strip my body naked
Unravel me prisoner
From the sufferings of OCD.
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