Twisted Roads – Twisted Horror Stories by Matthew Tonks

sail down to the city,

where my name is none,

see the lights,

bleed the devils son,

a hunt impossible,

a sea of cum,

worshipping whores of sexual flavours,

a system,

a sum,

polarising insanity,

incessant lies given life,

names told,

cries held,

sinners of a different cult,

brothers,

sisters,

mothers and sons,

purpose driven clarity,

my organs restless,

their life now gone,

a spill of prosperity,

a blade,

my blood,

done…