Caught in the Clutches of the Demon

I've bled my last crimson nightmare that spilled from my veins. I take this last breathe of mine and make it eternal life. I can breath no more. The last thing I see is this one distant memory. The last hope of good dreams I had, gone and lost like dust in the wind. I vanished from your memory, just a shadow of something I could never be. I was always a shadow waiting in the night. The demon who was hunting me has finally caught up with me. I can breath no more.