a force in my head
overwhelming magnetic power
all it wants
is to **** me
chaotic
emergencies
******* me into
a black hole  
all you want is
my consciousness
hostage from the light
the spirit
from joy of just being

when you turn to G-d
and don’t feel Him with you

INT. CENTRAL PERK - DAY

The Friends are all sitting on the couch, chatting and sipping their coffee. Joey bursts in, holding a large box.

JOEY: Hey, guys! Check it out! I got a new entertainment system!

MONICA: (sarcastically) Oh, great. Another giant box to clutter up our tiny apartments.

JOEY: (ignoring her) I need your help setting it up. Who's in?

Chandler, Phoebe, and Ross all raise their hands, but Rachel and Monica look hesitant.

RACHEL: (doubtfully) I don't know, Joey. This sounds like a lot of work.

JOEY: (encouragingly) Come on, Rach. It'll be fun! And I'll even order us a pizza.

MONICA: (smiling) Okay, I'm in.

Rachel reluctantly agrees, and the Friends start setting up the entertainment system. Joey pulls out a large instruction manual and starts reading out loud.

JOEY: (confused) Okay, it says we need to connect the yellow cord to the blue input, but I don't see a blue input.

CHANDLER: (sarcastically) Well, Joey, have you tried turning it off and on again?

PHOEBE: (jokingly) Maybe you need to sacrifice a chicken to the technology gods.

Ross, Monica, and Joey start arguing over the proper way to set up the system, while Chandler and Phoebe start making up ridiculous solutions. Rachel sits off to the side, looking amused but uninterested.

RACHEL: (smiling) You know, I have an idea. Let's just call the Geek Squad and let them deal with it.

JOEY: (defeated) Yeah, I guess you're right. I'll call them tomorrow.

MONICA: (frustrated) Ugh, I can't believe we wasted all this time on nothing.

PHOEBE: (smiling) Well, at least we got to spend time together.

CHANDLER: (nodding) And we'll always have the memories of that time Joey accidentally shocked himself with the power cord.

Joey looks embarrassed as the Friends all laugh, and the camera fades out on their good-natured teasing and banter.

2 midlife crises
by the age of 22

highlights lowlights
and hell

i don’t get to choose when you come and go
i don’t get to choose how long you stay
i don’t get to choose how loud you are
i dont get to choose how intense you hurt

do you hear me
I won’t ever know

Alone in the dark,
My tears are the only spark.

definitely one hundred percent doing this whole life thing wrong i dont know how to do this

i do quite a lot
for someone who’s lost the will to live

of im going to have anything
its because You led me to it

i stay up so late into the night
and now its light  outside

the mini high you get after your anxiety makes you throw up yellow stuff in the morning
its the small gifts in life thank you g-d

adulthood ***** because im responsible to solve my own suffering i dont have a solution for

life is incomprehensible

my heart is abused by my mind
and it can just stare paralyzed

when is it intuition
and when is it fear

i want to play by the rules
but i do not know them

i feel awful
i cant escape

what about until its ok

even though i cant and dont want
im not left with a choice not to

there is too much to figure out
too much expected of me

Kfir, Ariel, Shiri

i wont write about
the peace i feel now

without language
poems would all be sensations

seriously G-d
you expectations are wild

if you fooled me
dont blame me

when youre not drowning
youre floating

journey makes it sound like an outdoor adventure
its actually more like hell treck

do i know deep down
or am i delusional

I’m feeling worse and worse
getting older and older

and on the days most unbearable
she silently cried
and the tears on her cheek
would stroke her good night

self esteem wasnt in your mind
those who were watered in sunshine blossomed

the stories i make up in my head
the story of my life

gd if i loved someone
id never let her feel abandoned

just tell me ill eventually
have clarity on existence

the stress isnt worth the point
but im in too deep now

my life is a relentless series of
a boulder on my chest on and off

how do your emotions
come in a rhyme

its either all over eventually or
there was meaning all along

is this sadness my fate
will there be an escape

i feel awful all the time
i hate it here

my life is me trying to avoid suffering but not knowing how but knowing that its in my hands you get why i hate it here

whats if my sadness all this time
was never up to me

i dont have words
i only have pain

some of you don’t wake up
with a walnut lodged in your throat

im not so crazy about joy
if it must come with pain

you dont need to win at life
if its a stupid game either way

every long day
adds up to a pixel

the flower placed in less sunlight wilted
and so she blamed herself for it