First-Person Narrative of Haunted Henry's Death

In the darkness of night
Without sound or sight
I lose my inner fight
To cope with the absence of light

I cannot handle the paralyzing fear
That I may never make it out of here
Or see the ones I hold dear
Ever again, because my fate is unclear

What the hell did I do to deserve this?
And whatever it was, was it worth it?
I guess to survive I'll have to earn it
And my sense of direction, I'll learn it

To me this situation is confusing
Though to Satan it must be amusing
What an awful spirit, he keeps abusing
Every little action that I'm choosing

I calmly quiet my thoughts
And pass out for a hot
Second, then I'm off
Running into nothing, then I'm caught

A steel trap has clasped my ankles with its teeth
I cry aloud as it quickly starts to bleed
I yank my legs and then I'm freed
But stuck now as I've lost both of my feet

I slowly start to lose my energy
Because all the blood is leaking out of me
My vision starts to get blurry and I can't see
Not that I could before but I can feel all that's happening

Now it'll be only seconds before I pass
Onto the next life and since I'm cast
In total darkness it's appropriate for my last
Fucking moment of life, fuck it!
Get it over with
Life kicked me in the ass...