Twisted Roads – Twisted Horror Stories by Matthew Tonks

Trust the insignificance of me to guide your way,

Let the lines not blur,

Forget,

Sleep,

Suffocate yourself within the lines of paranoia,

While the schism grows,

Festering like a boil,

Infecting everything,

The pus of who your were is washed clean by the new you,

The better version,

The version with hollowed eyes,

Ready to spread your disease,

Ready to spread the schism to its next host…