texts of the day…(someone remind me to make fan art 4 them)

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texts of the day…(someone remind me to make fan art 4 them)
The house
to the workers in my brain
that click and soothe
And fix all of the pain.
My pipes will hiss with toxic gas
just so I don’t have to open up
As my attic fills with fibreglass
Everytime I break
They will try to fix the shards
that I remake
as my house grows old
cobwebs will fill the dark empty corners
And the workers feel the sticky mold
Their mouth fills with dusty air
and cough.
Because there’s always more to repair.
I was supposed to be an perfect house
Until I couldn’t keep everything kept inside.
and the workers just sigh and grouse.
Why do the tears appear in the same place?
They say.
And then they replace, and replace, and replace.
Now the workers have grown their white hairs
and they loose patience.
Because they always have to fix the never ending repairs.
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this genuinely has me in tears
The perfect ecosystem
I can feel the bugs crawl
Tingling sensations on my skin
Tears start to fall
I could bash it with a rock
Or rot in my disgust
I let it walk
As it lays its eggs
I become a self sustaining ecosystem
The bugs squirm their long legs
After awhile I start to accept my fate
There is no way of escaping
I guess it’s too late
I envy the people who got out
I didn’t want it to end this way
All I can do is freak out
Slowly the babies start to hatch
Their cries ring in my ears
I wish I could have a rematch
And I can’t calm all of the babies down
It’s too much to do
But it’s not something I can put down
The legs started to multiply
More sensations on my flesh
And I continue to cry.