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

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

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

how do i filter out
the poems about love

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

i feel awful all the time
i hate it here

i can’t be there for you
because i feel all your pain

an insomniac
with an alarm clock

can you love me when the dust is not settled

yes fear will stop me because
im terrified of feeling like i want to die

thank you for also being sad

What looked like a rock was just an image on a hollow inflatable

if G-d doesn’t exist
there is no point to my pain

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

just cried my heart out to gd
or a crazy lady just spoke to herself
ill never know because gd doesnt seem to ever answer my prayers

sometimes my bad days
are many rounds around the clock

emotions won’t **** you
but that’s the worst part

i didn’t pray to gd today
i always do
i didn’t sing your praises
or read how you carry me
i wanted this poem to rhyme
so you can find it cute
but i always do doesn’t rhyme with
i feel so broken and like you don’t even care and how do you put me in all this pain and my life makes me feel like i want to die and nothing is fair and im suffering in emotional pain too often for like ten years already and it’s not like im not trying not to suffer, i am but i dont seem to know the code they say embrace your feelings but then also let go and i feel like i dont know how to accept my feelings or let go and it results in so much suffering

so sometimes life doesnt rhyme

waving a palestinian flag is not freedom of speech it is hate speech. It is the new **** flag

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

when youre not drowning
youre floating

and how can you know true love
when true love faded in the past

quitting therapy is the depths

i’m drowning in the ocean
with boulders on my chest

when im so sure im right
theres no way to believe im wrong

it usually doesnt work out in the end
and life keeps living

let me make it simple
(all are painful though)
gd doesnt exist
gd is aweful
i dont understand gd but hes good still in a very complicated (and unnecessary way if you as me)

im having a terrible time here
and i dont know the solution

i am worthy of love in the storm

is this sadness my fate
will there be an escape

the facts of my life
are a weird combination

there is no autocheck
on my beliefs

let me at least revel
in the moments i dont wish to die

gd if i loved someone
i definitely wouldnt make them live this life i have

when i go up to heaven
i hope its all explained to me

im not the writer of my story
im the main character in this chaotic novel

my life is coming apart at the seems
whats next

my brain
is toxic

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

life is me trapped inside searching for exits
hopeful for a moment to escape from bolted doors

someone is playing a prank on me probably with this life im living

just squirming for a life of the least discomfort and its not working

if gd doesnt exist im crazy
but there is no way to know

how do your emotions
come in a rhyme

all the wisdom has not been enough i am here in pain

i get why they take drugs
my life relatively isnt bad
and yet the feelings are too painful
constantly being wounded over and over

too often i have my emotions stab me in my heart
with every beat another stab
i dont know when it will stop
and when it does its sure to return soon