Escaping through my pores

Wounds erupt all over me

Crimson stains my rotting corpse

Running down decaying skin

Cold

Shivers running up my spine

Skin turns white and flakes

Fall slowly to the ground

Peeling from yellow bones

Crawling

Insects infest my drying bones

Skittering arachnid legs

Parasites dig into my veins

But find nothing inside

Dry

Final drop escape my veins

Maggots hatch under my ribs

Vermin burrow deep into my heart

Vultures feed on flesh therein

Crumble

Lying in a mangled heap

Soft and brittle in the sin

Nothing left to shield me

I scatter in the wind