I used to give Worry, Doubt, and Fear a chance. Three sisters always together. They lean on each other. A strong family resemblance. How bad could they be? Horrid? No way. I gave them a chance and they took liberty. They courted. They took. They stole away everything. Love, he was mine. Until they laid eyes on him. Wooing him away. Love so strong, will you be swayed? Three terrible sisters, once I had mind to accept. But now, I see them as relentless courters who set things ablaze.
By Tristan Kramer