Someone once told me that madness is like gravity, all it takes is a little push. But he was more than madness, he was the devil himself. A gentlemen with a killer smile and eyes full of sin. Our first encounter has been tattooed into my memory like a day dream that later on turned into a nightmare.
I wrote this as a book intro but now I want to make it into a work of art so it's in the mid-writing process.
