I posted this a long time ago, and this pin has had more repins and likes than any other thing I have put on Pinterest. I just found out that the poem is NOT by Emily Dickinson, but it is by a poet named Colleen Corah Hitchcock. Sorry for the wrong information and also sorry it isn't by Emily Dickinson cause I really like her poetry.
Tears slipped down her face as she felt the last drops of humanity draining from her soul. She had brief feelings of this before, a need-no, a thirst for human flesh. The disease had already been rooted inside of her, It had rotted all of her skin and now it seemed to be rotting her mind. She was finally becoming what they had called her... A Zombie