Mid life crisis

I'm having a midlife crisis...
My snidy ex is hiding explosive devices...
terrorising me more than Isis...
Irritating me like psoriasis...

An itch that can't be scratched...
A bitch that can't be matched...
Positioned and ready to attack...
Constantly over me like a permanent rash...

People think I got alopecia but it's just where I pulled my hair out...
It's not even a fair bout...
I went to the doctors and he shared my doubts...
An infection that can't be treated with medicine...
No antibiotics or an injection...
Told me I didn't need a doctor, just a bomb disposal technician....

Im having a midlife crisis...
Unprotected and staying silent...
Tip toeing through a mine field....
Trying to avoid nasty surprises...