Twisted Roads – Twisted Horror Stories by Matthew Tonks

Spectacular symphonies,

arranged in flavours,

separated by sin,

my own shape,

missing beneath the flesh,

bones dying,

blood diseased,

a baby crying,

while the body fails,

the soul grows,

travelling,

like a wave,

back along the line,

unit it starts all over,

at the beginning again,

a perfect circle,

the infinity’s tail..