I was focused on those Twitching Hands;

Her Black, Sunken Eyes appeared to glow.

Moving as if she had Hollow Bones,

Limbs Hanging Low.

Not one word came from her Lifeless  Mouth.

Oh, that Mutilated, Dragging Walk;

Only knowing of lies, ***** clothes,

And  Senseless  Talk.

Cursed with her forever Crawling  Skin,

Could ****** with that Chemical Breath.

Her Breaking Body frail, Legs too thin

Living with Death