Six Number The

The title itself is an awesome take on her previous The number six, showing reversal still holds the same meaning, the same thoughts and that we need to deal with the problem instead of hiding it or pushing it away. That sometimes we must use our heart and do what we believe is best, not always what we know is... that our minds play tricks on us. This poem I know is personal to the writer but in reflection is as personal to us as readers. (4)

I came to know about OCD because of your poems, thank you. We don't really pay attention to many things that we don know about. So now I can know how hard it is for those people to live with it. But I have faith that you can overcome it some way or another. It's all in the brain but there most be something that we can do to fool it or make it work.

I love the take on the title "The number six", seeing it reversed shows how things can change but still be the same.

I love this piece too, and knowing it's personal makes it all the more amazing.

Does it count
as abuse
if it is done
by your own
hands?
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I love poems that start and end with questions, always leaves me pondering and this wanted me to keep reading, I wanted to know what abuse you were talking about.

Will I need
to be the saviour &
champion in this
tragic story
I call my life.
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The use of saviour and champion worked well, I'd only say to remove the &, and use the words "and" instead to neaten this up, but a great stanza

I could dress
up as a superhero
and then say
a few prayers
before I lay into
myself.
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I love how you say you could dress up and be someone else, someone who saves others but still abuse yourself, still cause yourself distress.

Though I must
admit that lately
my prayers are
misguided and
have fallen victim
to my OCD.
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This shows what the abuse was that you mentioned at the beginning, I love the use of misguided, and that your prayers and faith isnt any use.

So I've stopped
praying.

Not because I'm a
non-believer, on the
contrary, I do believe.

But...

why should my
prayers be answered
if I am not praying
because my heart tells
me to...

but because my
brain does.

Six times.

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I think you ended this poem with truth and emotion, and shows the struggles you face each day with your OCD, How your brain tells you to pray, yet your heart isnt in it anymore, nothing works when you don't feel it...

Lovely poem, sad and emotional, and very personal
but brilliantly written, with awesome flow and wording

Love always
xxxxx

I don't even have words. This poem is wonderful.

What a heartbreaking write that really brings awareness to a disease which I think most of us suffer from in different forms. Masterful job with this write and very worthy of a win. Unfortunately I can't nominate now because its the weekend, hopefully it will be available tomorrow.
Awesome Job.
Take Care,
Kay