Twisted Horror Stories by Matthew Tonks

You are the greatest sin,

the first sin,

the only sin,

one I will feed on,

until you’re all gone,

and once more,

it will be me and the maker,

so come,

be my withered child,

my darkness,

say my name,

believe in me,

then you will see,

a broken child,

a hereald of darkness,

a foreboding call,

for once you see,

you’ll then see me.