Twisted Roads – Twisted Horror Stories by Matthew Tonks

surface management offending,

polar opposites descending,

no one left to hear my cries!

I asked you not to follow,

but you did it anyway,

oh what a surprise,

while mother nature,

is getting ferocious,

her permanent lullabies,

what was wanting,

but not a needing,

sought within my lies,

the horrors of a vision,

plague my sleepless nights,

demonic possessions on the rise,

I put you pretty face,

up against it,

I come across it,

in your eyes,

shut your fucking mouth,

like a door,

this is my virtual,

suicide..