Twisted Roads – Twisted Horror Stories by Matthew Tonks

Toxic culture wasted on the wicked smile of a forgiving sun,

decimate me,

assimilate the,

an imagination gone wrong,

pictures now before me,

wisdom not wise,

you are my puppet,

but I don’t pull the strings,

the wire is torn,

the flesh is frozen,

provide my passing,

secure my sin,

for it was mine,

before it was ever theirs…