Twisted Horror Stories by Matthew Tonks

What are you?

Do I know you?

Have we been apart of each other before?

Or, are you something new,

something different,

something I’ve never seen before,

something,

what?

Is it true,

are you really this,

a thing I once saw,

I’m sure once felt,

words without a mouth,

sound without a cry,

whispering sweet nothings,

waiting,

waiting for me to die,

or,

are you waiting for me to lie?