Twisted Roads – Twisted Horror Stories by Matthew Tonks

Sliding into something that’s not mine,

Breaking time to be,

Like a blister exploding,

Pain entangling everything that is me,

Capturing each nerve grander than the last,

Engulfing,

Exploding,

Rearranging my sense of self,

Swallowing who I thought I was inside the mouth of who the world sees me as,

Like a spider laying eggs inside its prey,

I pray,

I scream,

I explode,

I become a vacuum of what I was,

Drawing all I could ever be inside my emptiness,

Never to be,

For you to never see,

Me…