A poem I’ve written a long time ago, about my pen.

Table tops or the tops of anything around, a convenient spot to dump the odds and ends.

True, no?

He will never forget your condemning verse.

Poetry what a great way to use expressive techniques. Writing is soothing for the soul and expressing this to the world is many writers goals.

Ever experienced a feeling so powerful it must be forbidden?

How do you feel on a stormy day?

Got a past you feel guilty about?

Samual Texas has been abused since he was a kid, he stopped talking as a kid, and now he was in the FBI and rarely spoke…. but the thing was, he was still being abused! His partner Jasmine can’t figure it out and then suddenly begins a violent serial killer was out on the streets……….. And Sam’s beloved mother still hasn’t heard him speak since he had stopped talking on that fateful day…. What’s going on here? Jasmine wonders and is horrified at discovering the truth… and begins to fall….

What do you see when you look in a mirror? who stares back at you?