Shadow on the Wall That Isn't Unseen

The shadow on the wall sends a shiver down my spine,
It can't be my own the light isn't right...
Slowly in all directions my eyes take it deeply in,
They can see no one and nothing but the shadow within.

Without thinking about it my hands start to feel,
Searching every crack that can be found,
Only the cold plaster which crumbles at touch is there,
Eyes can see but hands can't touch this mystery.

All senses are starting to fail me it would seem,
Taste and smell can do no good here and now,
And the only sound inside here is my own quickened breath,
Where is this place which has no doors I have found myself in?

Tired is my body from my constant searching inside,
Laying down in the corner I finally cover my eyes,
As I lay helpless and consumed from the fear this is causing,
The shadow is beginning to move towards me.

No sounds is made as it glides across the floor,
Yet all around me I feel a sinister sounds in my heart,
I start to pound on the old walls around me,
Yet it does no good and just yields more.

Reckless abandon consumes my terrified soul,
There is a pain shooting up my arm and down my side,
Knowing this can't be good I turn around,
And see that there is now a smile on the black face.

Realization of what this is dawns on my slow heart,
Death has come for me now it would seem,
I'm locked in a room with no doors in my head,
And I have been refusing to accept that this is the finale.

In denial until the very end.