Twisted Roads – Twisted Horror Stories by Matthew Tonks

A single task given a new world mask,

hidden in sight,

plain and free,

poser with a chip to focus,

lies upon the system of a uniformed silence,

I asked to give it,

yet never received it,

purpose driven,

without a hope,

we paved the way,

while the path was lost,

a cracked egg shell shows it,

yet it was the blood,

not the loss…