Twisted Roads – Twisted Horror Stories by Matthew Tonks

Sedate my hate,

I plead ignorance,

I seethe acceptance,

I desire nothing,

Yet I require everything,

Poisonous simplicity,

How these words are now defining me,

So come and sedate my hate,

The rigor mortis has already set in,

Even though life is still within,

Frozen for what it’s worth,

Trapped in the self,

A broken machine,

A nothingness,

Sedate my hate,

All the things,

Everything,

Everyone,

Anyone,

Nothing can sedate my hate…