Escape From Death

I'm running for my life. I realize that there is nowhere to turn, To hide or escape. A shadow chases me. Engulfing all of the pure and happy memories of joy. It replaces it with pain, sorrow and despair. It will soon reach me and engulf me with the all the memories too. It's eating my emotions away. I start feeling empty. A cold, dark and frightening loneliness I have never felt before. Hope escapes me, Leaving me no thoughts of surviving. Only death. This shadow bears its teeth at me. Its eyes glow a bright red, Claws dripping with the blood of my emotions, memories, dignity and faith. However, I can not see its face. The path is never ending. It seems that I must run until my last breathe. My legs start to become numb, But I keep running, nonetheless. It claws at my leg. His claw digs inside. I screamed in horror. I wake up sweaty and realize I had been screaming while I slept. For my voice was ever so raspy and dry. I get up to go wash my face, And there in the mirror was the shadow. Standing ever so closely to me, Baring its sharp teeth at me.  Its eyes filled with hatred, amusement and an unusual thirst for my death. I become immobile, And the shadow pulls me into the darkness where I am to scream in pain and despair. There is no hope, in my returning. No hope in running away from what we call, 'Death'.