Twisted Roads – Twisted Horror Stories by Matthew Tonks

Walls building around,

as the insanity grows,

a structure built by me,

festering to see,

hidden from me,

me,

watch me see the me,

light my enemy,

silence my friend,

it’s whispers,

constantly belittling me,

self-sacrifice,

cries of another,

my inner self,

my prisoner,

you call,

but I never come…