#neglectful

Shut up yes I can

Drink me down,

Like your damned wine,

Worship me like you did the destruction in the bottom of the bottle,

Drink me dammit,

Gulp me down as if your life depends on it,

Because mine does now,

Demands of paltry remedies for the lack of attention,

If love cannot grace your lips ,

Can my obsequious desperation alleviate your parchedness,

Just consume me flesh and blood,

Consume my hatred guised as affection,

Take it into yourself,

Let it consume your heart and mind like it did me,

For you chose the bottle,

That damned sweet red over your child,

Drink of my dissatisfied heart,

the Neglectful talkin to the human crew ab how cool the grunts are and how nice they are ab helping them out n stuff and the human crew's all like ?? what do you mean they don't actively fight you at any given moment?

Neglectful: ,, I mean. they do /sometimes/ but they never hurt me on purpose??? H!Crew: what? this is bullshit! we [starts listening everything they do "for" grunt!reader in detail and then the Neglectful just starts Sweating bc what the fuck???]

NDHEWNSXHBXHDBS LMAO-----

H! Hank: We take their paws in the winter so we can hold 'em without a fight.

Interpreter took him into a dark room where there sat a man in an iron cage. “Who are you?” Christian asked.

“I am not who I once was.” He replied.

“Who were you?”

“I was once a happy and flourishing preacher both in my eyes and in the eyes of others. I thought I was on the way to the Celestial City.”

“What are you now?” Christian asked.

“I am a man of despair and shut up in this cage. I cannot get out.”

Christian asked, “How did you get into this condition?”

The man looked down and said, “I quit watching and praying. I sinned against the goodness of God and grieved His Spirit away. I provoked God to anger, and he has left me. I have so hardened my heart that I cannot ever get out of this cage.”