Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be,
For my unconquerable soul

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul
                                                        
The poem above bears the same moniker that I do- Invictus. This is the place where you will be able to read my works- some great, some good, some bad- but all of them map my growth as a writer. I hope you enjoy reading these works as much as I enjoyed writing them.

Cheers.