Twisted Horror Stories by Matthew Tonks

Words are like weapons,

they rip and they tear,

destroying pieces of ourselves,

pieces that don’t repair,

the damage you do,

is damage that’s done,

now you ask to be forgiven,

and I tell you it won’t come,

you plead and you beg,

you cry and you scream,

and then you start hitting,

you start being mean,

and once again you show me,

the reason why you wont be forgiven.