Twisted Roads – Twisted Horror Stories by Matthew Tonks

Label me with your sin,

for I gave you enough meat to bury me with,

yet you let me in,

like the grim reaper with his scythe,

know me,

for you said so,

now see,

what i bring to tomorrow,

hold your ankles,

as life takes you from behind,

taken by his angels,

lives once intertwined,

are now distant,

like the sound of your voice….