The Beast

I woke up to a cold sweat thinking of the beast I have to deal with. For I know what awaits me I get dress thinking of the beast. Where ever I go where ever I’m at the beast is there following my tracks. It does’t feel pity and it does’t feel pain, the beast will come after you tell you go insane. It can not be killed and it won’t go away it will be with you every night and day. I try to fight back but it’s too strong to beat, I tryed to get up but it brings me to my knees. It’s bigger than a mountain and as cold as ice this monster that I speak of is called life.