we are oneโโthere is no returning from the gospel that your rib couldโve been my home. or is mine yours? the world goes on but i never had to wait for the sun to rise again. it is you, so like me in these preordained chains of blood.
i will not forget. this path is wretched. and yet, you see me as i amโโthis soul not lost. solitude is not mine to own, darling. I am ๐ง๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฆ.
you will learn of my cruelty. this blade to cleave a new pathโโembrace its cruel bite. you seeโฆ this bold and ๐๐๐๐๐๐ world is not made for us. we cannot exist as one. if i deny you your death, then it must be me to become its pet.
if you are my only, then show me beyond pretty songs. i can hear it all i wish, but i wish to see my name sculpted into your pretty fleshโโfresh in violation from silver. time will see your creed to be true.
i think iโm too kind. this world abhors that. how much more can i take, of its knife carving the mark of otherness. i do not belong. these seas of the heartless, only see prey in me. i think theyโre going to feast on me, to make me into their image butโโ
i donโt want it.
you came to me as a child. you were my dream year after year, in your promise of flames. i do not regret you. so i devote myself to your flickering graceโโi am your promised servant. no other, bleeds my heart dry of heretic songs. itโs hymns purrs only for my adoration for you.
i never wanted to hurt you, when my heart made a home for you. i pray that in another life, we can choose differently.
โโwars of heart, not these battles of disgrace. you and i were meant for so much more, not this. i liked you, now, I must wish you farewell.
i do not know what else to do with these soft hands. violence was never my lover. some like to waltz with ruinโโiโd sooner cradle lost souls, to find faith within shattered hearts. you are not lost, i see the sun, still.
for the love of gore, i will split your chest, your belly, to spill the encore of this learnt performance of tenebrious adoration. you will learn of my love. violent and boldly cosmic in ruin. bend to my blade, let it drink. i will have you headless, dead, or rotting.
hell will take you, all the way down its throatโโits maw will feast. salvation was never yours, i fear. it is not humanityโs cure. choke, choke, and choke on your self-righteousness. your darling god commands it, for your atonement.
you neednโt sin any longer.
i think i love you, not in a normal way. i love you the way mantis seeks evolution; i want to betray you after fucking you. eat the taste of you and take what morsels you give. i will take and take, my loyalty long choked. i think i love you. therefore I must twist the knife.
i refuse to be the bird, hunted for meagre feastsโโmy ribs pried apart for the rot. i refuse to be left wanting, begging for change. in ๐ก๐๐๐๐ง๐ฉ๐ฎ, one must be the butcher, brave enough to break the chains of submission. i refuse to be led.