2 midlife crises
by the age of 22

my emotions keep
throwing me out of whack

conventional wisdom
is pretty useless dumb

how do your emotions
come in a rhyme

without language
poems would all be sensations

and tonight
we have nothing to say

i fall in and out
so i don’t trust love now

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

i wish i can make whatever is killing you go away
i see you being beaten
and i know it hurts you so bad
i want it to stop for you
but whenever i used to try i felt the painful death myself

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

The water is seeping out of my eyes
I’m left with a dehydrated headache

like what is actually after the sky
it’s either infinity or nothing

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

it will pinch your inside
and squish your heart
logic won’t calm it
but i am here with you

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

there’s a virus in my brain
it’s always chaos on the screen

you can vent
but we only care if you do so delicately

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

how do i filter out
the poems about love