A collection of poems that I have written. Most of them are based on life events. Some of them may be disturbing to some readers. Comments and votes are very much appreciated. Thanks!

In this Madhouse, there is more than one patient. The walls are littered with the stories of countless men and women who have come seeking sanctity from their own minds. Shattered remnants of broken psyches lay littered on the floor, in rotting beds, in crumbling walls... These are the Scribblings from the Asylum Walls. Welcome to the Madhouse...

for·tu·i·tous - Happening by accident or chance rather than design. The most complex and serious murders since Jack the Ripper send the two Metropolitan detectives Castelle and Hayes, into a spiral of deceat, lies, brutality and loyalty. Stretching their friendship to the limit, they try to solve the unsolvable whilst trying to make sense of things closer to home. Will both of them make it out alive?

Abigail Archer lived a non-existent life. That is until Death arrived at her door with an interesting proposition... He asks her to live. But what will Abigail do when she realizes her only reason to live is Death itself? And what will Death do when he realizes that in Abigail, he has found life?

India Clarkson is an ordinary girl, living in an ordinary world. Or so she thinks. Until she meets Flint Stormair, the new boy, and her life is changed forever. It turns out he's an Angel, and Flint and his sister Theya were sent to India's school to solve the mystery of some gruesome student deaths. She discovers the hidden world of the Nephilim, with danger lurking at every corner. As she is plunged into a world fraught with danger, can she control her feelings for a boy who could never be hers?

Caitlin, only you will understand this madness. Oh, and maybe Lisa... And Adelaide. Hell, I don't even understand! But yup, I think that's it. Yaaaaaaawwwn........aqazwsxedcrfvygvg <----fell asleep on keyboard. I'm gonna have some WEIRD dreams tonight....