Ballad?

[beholdthechris]

I feel like writing a ballad. Here's the first part:

I tip-toe down a darkened hall
I fear nothing, nothing at all.
My heavy heart paces and hastens
I'm almost there--time's a'wasten.
I peek my head out past the bend
Without a doubt I'll meet the end.
Through a crack shines light so dim
I peek right through--a sight so grim.
A shiver tingles down my spine
I feel hot breath from right behind.
Shall I waste the time I take to turn
To illuminate darkness with my candle's burn?
Shall I wither away into the corner
Cower and cry as my time grows shorter?
With no time at all, I know my fate
This gruesome death without much hate.
I'll keep my eyes open for my own sake
And give up my life for her to take.