2nd poem - in my case stress has played a massive part and I believe helped to create both conditions

It taps at the window,
It knocks at the door,
It seeps through the ceiling,
And slides in on the floor,

Its always around you,
At the back of your mind,
It will cause you big trouble,
And that you will find.

You have to destroy it,
kick it right into touch,
Does it still effect you,
No, not  half as much.

So it can tap at the window,
And knock at the door,
But now let it in,
No way, not anymore.


The thing that I speak of,
Hey! presto it's stress,
But keep it at distance,
And it cant cause a mess.



By:  ME