Your fingers curl around the remote
Your eyes are vacant and sad

Once a bustling busy body
Moving at the speed of light

Disease has crept into your limbs
Striking hard towards the core

Spiraling out in lovely veins
Red and ready for the taking

Legs that deny you what you most want
Your body betrays your mind

Mother.
Mom.
Mommy.
Where did you go?
And why won't you come back?
This shell you are now.
That's not you.
Come back.
Please.