Edit 3: (Title Change) Compulsions

[Richard]

Hey ClaireLou,
I like the idea of trying to smother one's OCD. I do have some thoughts though:

I want to smother you;

The feather filled pillow
that lies by my side
decorated with ducklings
and scented with roses. -I like how the speaker goes from wanting to kill his/her OCD to a lengthy description of their pillow.

Pulled close,
a reassuring presence
as the winds howl,
trees tapping on the window. -The last two lines in this stanza made me think that was when the speaker actually tried to smother their OCD. Maybe by smothering themselves? This could be clearer.

Hope simply a memory,-I would suggest cutting this line and starting the next line with the words "My hope". The imagery in the next three lines is strong and needs to be the focus of this stanza.
hidden underground
in a woodland nook,
sanctity in its silence.

Take away the pain, -I would suggest ending the stanza with this line, or may be even repeat it at the end of the stanza.
uncontrollable urges
to count letters,
tapping your feet on carpets
so as not to be heard.

No rest for those
who stand beside
the clock that ticks. -I like this ending. This is poem is sad in a very authentic way.

Overall, I think you have a solid first draft here, and I look forward to seeing where you take this from here.

Cheers,
Richard