Devils Doorway

Left on the floor
Choking on my own blood
Shivering I lay
Feeling the chills of the dead calling me
My name is next on their list
As the darkness calls nearer
My flesh begins to grow colder
The process has begun
I watch as my lifeline ticks away
Slowly the seconds pass with every beat of my heart
The end is here
From the shadows,
Out comes a hand
A passage to a dead end
Threw those doors
There is no turning back

I reach
I feel the cold grasp of the devil Himself
This is it.
This is the end.