Unseen eyes watch my every move,
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Muscles ache but still I run, pursued by a deadly hellhound.
It knows my scent and hunts for blood,
eager for more time with its prey.
The memories of my fallen self are content to mock me,
each one naming me a fool in a different way.
A succubus controls my humiliation with evil glee,
laughing at my attempts to flee.
I see an escape, a blue portal that can save me.
Terrifying is the darkness that follows and there is nothing I can see.
The leap was like the one a foolish lover would make,
not unlike the fool I used to be.
Standing here in a bizarre world,
I almost forget my troubles in the land I can no longer see.
But then the mut picked up my scent again,
and the malicious toture of the chase begins anew.
In my frightened dash, I find a weapon,
A sword in the desert, among the bones of the fallen.
I feel the darkness closing in,
The predator quickly moving to devour its meal.
In a panic I bring the blade to bear,
ready to end the planar duel.
The hellhound forgets stealth and howls,
its heavy footfalls shake my resolve.
I twirl around and see nothing,
The hound called back to its master.
The evil succubus had long decided I was not a worthy plaything.
Alone again I lower my gaurd.
The she-demon now only existed in my memory,
the fight had long ago been decided.
I look back at the corpse to thank the comrade for the sword,
and realize with shock, the body was mine.
A ghost is what had become of me,
I was only reliving the final climax of my life.
The battle was already lost and the women had forgotten me.
I died in the sands, running away from the fiery hells.
I was killed by a different kind of horror, the terrors of my mind.
There, now that I got the raw material out of my head, help would be appreaciated. Any general or specific suggestions would be great! I really didn't have a rule or pattern with cadence or rhyming so help a fellow writer out :)