Twisted Roads – Twisted Horror Stories by Matthew Tonks

See me,

see my lie,

but my tears are real,

my love is lost,

my heart is still,

we play,

we sin,

we butcher,

we kill,

we fuck,

we lie,

we sin,

every day,

every breath,

we are not gods,

we are not immortals,

we are self loving,

masturbating,

pieces of shit,

who see our own existences as those above the rest,

so take my advice,

and heed my calls,

nineteen days and we all pay with our souls.