This is a letter to everyone that has been dealing with Trauma.

If you feel comfortable, you can share your thoughts and stories. Leave a like if you can not to share. You are not alone.

Marcus Obsidian, former Mayor of the town of Dren. Brokers a deal bent on revenge that is more than he bargained for, as he unwittingly plunged himself into an age-old prophecy. One that is to settle the war between the forces of Light and Darkness. Can this one mistake truly be the end of it all?

Here is a series of poems that tell the story of a Serial Killer

What really goes through someone's mind?

Tomorrow is there for those who dreamIt's rushing waterDrowning sin within it's streamThe Devil's laughter fills their earsBlind to the tricksterFeeling deathWould kill their fears.You think tomorrow is the promised land?Foolish and wise.I'll ask you again when death's  at handI see the world from withinnor creed nor colorcan changeMan's curse is Sin.Forget not those all they giveThey grant you but a BoonTo so more rising sunsAnd phases of the moon.I ask you now to start anewto look intothe sacrifice of a chosen fewStop being foolish about what they gavebring yourself to goAnd kneel at his grave.Change the worldDo what you canFor he as wellwas just a mando not think this is a flingFor I write about a warriorDr Martin Luther KingSilent his voice fell to a bullet's schemeHistory has proved to us allTomorrow is there for those who dream