The Dark Shadow

I see a shadow coming towards me.
I hear howling in my head
I cannot seem to get it out of my head.
The shadow keeps coming closer.
I am in hell, if this is what hell is like I do not want to be here.
I must be dreaming. Yes, that is what this is, a dream.
My mind tells me to rise from my pillow.
There is something holding me down. I try to get up but I can't seem to move.
The shadow is getting closer.
The howling is even getting closer.
I tell myself I need to get up, but I cannot move.
My mind is telling me to yell for help.
I cannot move my lips to yell for help.
The shadow is over me, it has consumed me.
A voice speaks out telling me to ask for help.
As I wake from my dream. I stop and think, the shadow I saw, was that Satan?
I will never know. I do not want to know.
In my dream, I was shown this because of the path I chose to go down in my life. I want to change. I need to change.
But who do I turn to? Is it the voice I heard in my dream? For me to cry out for help. I will never know if I do not change my ways.
I know that if I choose to walk the path I have been walking, that I will find myself in hell.
That shadow that held me down, the howling that I heard, I won’t know it if I do not change my ways.
When I wake again I find myself laying in a hospital bed. What did I do, Why am I here?  I ask myself. Did I finally go over the edge of the cliff? I must have, because I am here.