The Amputee and I
I feel her chest expand
and I know she is alive
we are chained together
this amputee and I
twigs break like bones beneath
I carry her along
I must count on her, and only her
to lead me blindly threw the fog
but there is a shadowy wicked thing
an arcane figure shes come to know
and when hes about I hear her scream
and glass crackle from below
she wiggles free and rolls around
until the cuts run deep deep down
and it approaches
this nefarious thing
and though its never spoke I'm sure
it plans to kill the rest of me
once it's finished up with her...