Closer, Quicker

I can't seem to escape
from this god awful place.
I'm paralyzed and know
it's all too late.
I can't leave, i can't hide,
i'm petrified.
I can't turn around,
or else i'll never be found.
I know the demon will follow me,
inside and out.
So i stay to face my fate.
I close my eyes, and feel the
cold air rise.
Shadowy chains start to climb
My arms trapped, feeling terrorized.
I hear a whisper,
as the chuckle and words
begin to linger.
Followed by the Demon coming
closer, quicker.
My eyes begin to tear,
all that resides in my veins
is fear. All turns black,
as my vision and mind disappear.