Moonlight falling out of the sky.

His motions creeping across the ground.

Stares following him through the dampness of the night,

He shuddered,

Wandering slyly alone.

To follow his heart was his only dream,

But now he was following his mind.

Devious things were his current outlooks,

Fury and pain blazing through his eyes,

He had made up his mind,

And now the only thing left to do was to follow through.

His body floating through the emptiness,

Feeling like his soul.

Whispers chasing him in the night,

His heart starts racing,

Pounding in the eerie silence.

Running now,

His own fear chasing him down the path,

Beating and burning through his heart.

He falls to the ground,

Panting, completely out of breath.

His fear has caught him now,

Suffocating him to death.