Twisted Roads – Twisted Horror Stories by Matthew Tonks

Woven together with catgut and twine,

the necessities of living,

the presence of the divine,

I forget to regret,

I tearfully decline,

a tomorrow without out me,

for now,

is not my time,

I playfully listen,

I sorrowfully sigh,

fractured fairy tales,

a decision not my,

sleep and suffer,

sin and repeat,

daisy chains covered in blood,

gravestones broken,

a government in turmoil,

lies from above…