Twisted Roads – Twisted Horror Stories by Matthew Tonks

Don’t look backwards,

don’t see the hate,

they cast a vicious glare that cuts to the bone,

they want nothing but your sin to be theirs,

we spin,

we sway,

we twist,

we go around,

and their eyes follow all,

like a beat of their twisted heart your fate was sealed,

there’s no where you can run,

for the light,

is the disease…