C.A.R.E And M.I.N.E

my desire has become a bloodsport.

a game of such violence

and such devotion,

i'm not sure which one

makes me more sick to look at.

is the hunt the worst part,

or is it the satisfaction

that comes from the

the thrill of the chase?

the relief that comes from

sinking your teeth

into something bloody

at the end of the finish line?

i don't even know how to

identify the things that i want

unless they're covered in blood

and begging to be left alone.

-mars

Systematic

Tell me that

You’ve never seen a system with a crack

That however improbable

And however small

Someone fell down

And wasn’t welcomed back up.

Because only so many times

Can the nail be hammered

Before the wood begins to warp

And only so long

Can the earthquake go on

Before the ground begins to fail.

System failure, system failure

Throw the dying ones a rope

But cut off their hands before you do

Or this systematic failure could be fixed.

Tell me how you’ve never seen

Someone fall and fall and fall

Down a hole so deep

It swallowed them up

Never to be noticed again.

Letters on a paper

Ruining lives

Laws for people

Who have never been seen.

System failure, system failure

The hammer keeps on hitting

So cut off their hands

And keep shaking their world

So the systematic failure can thrive.

A thousand little lies

A thousand little lies make up my world

A thousand little lies

Every single day

From things just as simple

As the name I know so well

A thousand little lies

Floating in the air

I breathe them in and breathe them out

And I know their taste so well.

My tongue is sick and rotting

In this wretched mouth of mine

Because a thousand little lies

Make up this world of mine.

so I overreacted yesterday but we're so back now guys

reclusive child with elaborate imagination and maladaptive daydreaming to plural teenager who doesn’t identify with thier own body anymore pipeline is unfortunatelg real

If I Could Be Anything

If I could be anything

On this planet earth

I wouldn’t be a human

I’d be something free.

I wouldn’t be a human

No matter what you say

When the sky is so enticing and

My mind so trapped here now

I might choose to be a bird

And fly away from here

Or an insect with a view

Limited to me.

If I could be anything

I wouldn’t be a human

I’d let myself see

The world from the oceans

So blue and so deep

And I’d let myself sink

Away from humanity

Because if I could be anything

I wouldn’t be a human.

Some commissioned articles

Listen idk how I feel about this one so we might be redoing this but here is my attempt at the Night Lord's icon :D