Twisted Horror Stories by Matthew Tonks

It’s not me,

it’s not my deeds you see,

shattered dreams,

whispered words,

rivers of blood,

seas of sin,

it’s not me,

it’s not my bitterness you see,

in your head,

through your eyes,

beneath your bed,

my sin continues to grow,

it’s not me,

it’s only my lie you see,

shades of grey,

slivers of white,

a pale comparison,

for a failed life,

it’s only me,

for I’m all you see,

the mirror,

the shadow,

the forever.