Twisted Roads – Twisted Horror Stories by Matthew Tonks

WATCH me as I (fly), one devils wings and the sins of man, untold (truths) given through whispers in the darkness of thy youth, we shed our sins and skins to see that the reality of what looks back is not me (nor you nor it nor they nor we), forever (in)encased within a soiled tomb beneath the ground, a soiled tomb, stained underwear, fecal matter, dried urine, semen, the right, (the will), ignorant rants of nothingness lost in numbers, hidden in brackets, lost in my soul….