Wretching, running; the fun is through.
Trying to breathe a little more.
It stalks me...Death stalks me!
My smile is nonexistent on my face of terror. You are my burden; my cursed demise...Oh, if only I had run faster.
You're gaining on me...the world's turn to hate...Nothing can save me from your sadistic ways. You're ever close to me; I hear you...panting not far behind.
Darkness presses in so near smothering my tears. My heart beats frantically to try and get out; I clutch my throat to stop my screams as your tenacious claws rip down my sweaty back. I fall to the ground with the world's hypocrisy surrounding us in inquisitive tendrils of malice...It goads you on, for you are but a pawn.
You grab my throat and squeeze it tight; enough to hear my shriek of agony. I watch from afar as you slit my wrists and drink from my own red scars.
Slowly I lose life, and you stand there taunting me, laughing maniacally in disdain. Then I die as helplessly I still watch the scene before my dead eyes.
Now you are devouring my body. Strips of my flesh dangle from your teeth and talons...
But no pain could match the pain inflicted upon me by the realm of living Man...Oh, this cursed World...
