The Twisted Roads Of Matthew Tonks
'Journey to a place, where all his nightmares, become your reality…'
Separate the alliance for war,
betrayal is a failure,
trust no longer a common practice,
fate of the many,
lost in the hands of the few,
dark days,
rivers of blood,
many holes to be dug,
in the end,
it was nothing but a misguided step,
by a lover,
not a hater,
and mankind,
she wept.
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It started slowly,
passing from person to person,
infecting,
destroying,
decaying,
all that was built,
the world wasn’t ready,
hope,
was out of reach,
three days after the first case of infection was reported,
eighty-three percent of the earths population,
had fallen ill with the disease,
two days after that,
it wasn’t about treating the sick,
it was about survival,
a vaccine,
to protect the un-infected,
the sick,
were already dead,
and in that,
so was the rest of us.
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Dark times are coming,
I’ve seen it,
through eyes of the dead,
the lords,
the rulers,
the keepers of kingdom,
who wait,
who prepare power,
for their return,
the one,
the maker,
the lord of lords,
but little do they know,
he is not just missing,
she has not just gone in search of who they once were,
they are dead,
killed by thy own hand,
and when the world realises,
the end,
will begin.
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let reality as you know it,
fall away,
and instead,
embrace what I say,
what my words paint for you,
as the truth,
I know from the cradle we are taught,
what is,
is,
and lies,
fantasy,
and fiction,
only exist in our minds,
in movies and book,
but,
what if this world we live,
what if our days,
each and everyone,
are those which are false,
dreams dreamt by those living wild lives.
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Tales told from ages gone,
whispered through time,
from old to young,
a beast,
a demon,
half man,
half animal,
born of hate,
twisted from a gods gift to man,
locked in the darkness,
kept in a maze,
its victims feed by its master,
the beast its slave,
hate,
villainy,
a hero,
it’s defeat,
but it’s mother bore it a brother,
who stayed in the shadows,
to feast.
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Mining pennies from the well of despair,
it came to me there,
making promises,
offering me a way out,
free of my past,
free of my sins,
a deal it said,
one signed in blood,
I sat there,
soaking in my own shit,
despising everything I was,
it promised me again,
it said my past would be gone,
and no longer would I need to dwell here,
it promised it would be so,
I didn’t think again from that moment on,
I made the deal,
I sold my sin,
and now,
I suffer within,
someone else’s skin.
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Soil on my hands,
reaching beneath my nails,
pensive is my soul,
retreating in,
avoiding my sin,
forgetting my deeds,
erasing my past,
a sovereign of man,
a splinter of hope,
the spoils of war,
are not what I hoped,
my cries in the night,
my tears soak my bed,
my kingdom,
my freedom,
is not what was said,
now the war is over,
I fight who I am instead.
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