Werewolf Poem #01
Throughout the generations my family kept it's tradition They pick the youngest son to sacrifice a soul I am damned to eternity for the night of every fool moon As I am afflicted by the curse my body takes it's toll A man I am no more as I am lost...
The Journey Home
The journey home is difficult when you have no place to call your own especially when it seems everyone and everything in the world is against you for who you are and what you want to be. Depend on no one as you cannot expect someone to pick you up and...