I am as an unloved as my works are read.

If he has power, wealth and by his side - beauty....let he be made fun of in reverence and not expense

A poet suffers for his part
In writing ink that stains his heart.

If I haven't sanitised in 20 mins, I feel unholy.

I will follow you into your heaven whether mind, heart or soul.

The recipe for disaster was written long before you were born.

Anxiety sufferers don't believe the world evolves around them, but devolves around them.

Just because a man is staring, does not mean he is thinking.

I sincerely don't know what I'm doing.

One might describe my life thus far as 'Stage 3'