And yet another poem about the infamous William BloodDagger.

There is not the slightest doubt, what anxiety is about –
Call it stress, call it tension, call it comfort in suspension –

If only children could keep that innocence forever.

Grief can be much bigger than you can handle.

You are simply wonderful.

There are people who seem to thrive off tension.

Some people crave constant attention.

An awkward pause can be quite hard to get around.

It is amazing what excuses someone will come up with just to get themselves out of bother.

I cannot understand how some people can get involved with somebody whom they know beforehand is attached.