The Unwelcomed Guest

Her fangs are lifeless
But not unexpected
Her thoughts are morbid
But that was always intended
If only we could read what the palm says
And prepare greatly for her visit
But then, pain and sorrow are always invited
It's not her fault, they say but we will not listen
For she is not welcomed,
Nonetheless, she will come visiting
When it is time for life to shed it skin
Like a king, she will eat and drink
She will take and leave
For with her, it's just a routine
But for the host, it is the end.