Love is to blame 

It really fucks me over;

As the bitter sweet tangle of thoughts flood through my brain,

Passionately driving me insane.

Without it I’d let anger, fear and loathing take all the strain.

I’d simply stand and watch,

Completely unemotional

As I pour all my sentiment down the human drain.

But forget the rest, the worst emotions are the best.

Let me vent anger without pain.

Let me feel envy, oblivious to its distain. 

My sadness would soon be gone;

My fear and loathing would simply appear forlorn…

Not carried with us from the moment we were born.

Yet I struggle hard to find my empathic rope,

The one that’s caught around my throat. 

Without my self-awareness I lose all hope,

Of ever breaking free of this emotional choke;

Cause I’m in love with everything  And therein lies the joke