Twisted Roads – Twisted Horror Stories by Matthew Tonks

Fear of that fateful curse,

a wrinkle in the fabric of self,

there is no escaping destiny,

for it has been decided before life began,

a sordid story of fate repeating,

cascading shadows of what was,

but not will be,

I am a one armed bandit not paying out,

signal my fornication,

an ending,

a start,

was I a wish given life,

forever forbidden to live,

pass the mirror and show me your reflection.

for my own has deserted me,

and all I see is a dying thing,

given a pathway,

hidden in a lie…