Twisted Roads – Twisted Horror Stories by Matthew Tonks

Plastic,

wrapped around my body,

pressing against my flesh,

pressing against my skin,

keeping me locked within,

keeping hold of my sin,

you thrust it in,

you pull it out,

you laugh,

you smile,

you joke about,

I’m trapped within,

I’d scream and shout,

but you thought of that one,

that’s why you cut my tongue out,

my precious one,

my secret love,

I shouldn’t’ve trusted you,

I should’ve know better,

I should’ve seen this coming,

you fucking psycho cunt,

I should’ve seen this coming,

I should’ve seen you,

through pale eyes,

eyes so cloudy,

eyes,

so,

cold.