Twisted Roads – Twisted Horror Stories by Matthew Tonks

Weathered hands, my call unheard, I saw the spectacle, witnessed its fall, the arms of many, the hate lost in all, we saw the features, we listened in the end, a stale sickness, haggard wisdom lost on man, we learned nothing, the days begin again, another demon, another end, a want, a lost, never ending, nothing wasted…