Diagnosed with OCD today

Somebody take my metal away

I just dive into my skin, looking for proof I'm okay

It's the first time someone I slept with passed, half a decade since we spoke last

I can't stop searching for his name, as if I wouldn't do things the same

Magic hour burning by my side

I make the bed, it's somewhere to lie, holding a ruby in my hand, one thing in my command

I need control

Just afloat, but treading all along