What I Want

I want to feel safe.

I want my mind to be quiet.

I want to do simple things.

Like put my shoes on with my hands.

Like do my laundry without showering after.

I want to make him happy. Not sad.

I want to stop crying.

I want to stop hurting.

I want to go outside.

I want to be home.

I want space to feel normal things.

I want space to feel sad about the things I used to be sad about.

I want space to miss my mom.

I want space to feel anything other than OCD.

I want him to love me forever.

I want to be me again. I miss me.

I want to stop fighting.

I want to be safe.

I want to be home.

I want to be happy. Just happy.

That’s all I want.