I've murdered half the town
Left you love notes on their headstones
I'll fill the graveyards
Until I have you
'Here lies Terezi Pyrope, punished for flushing for Karkat. Here lies Equius Zahhak, punished for criticizing Karkat. Here lies Eridan Ampora, punished for looking at Karkat.' The reasons grew more foolish as the line of graves lengthened. How many had died now due to his selfish existence? Karkat couldn't remember, he didn't want to. If only he could die himself, if only he had the courage to commit suicide and be done with it. But as stupid as it may seem that would only give the clown more reasoning to kill. Gamzee's rage was hard to deal with, and only Karkat could do it. But when others began to show concern for him where Gamzee felt it unnecessary, he would deal with the matter when alone, away from Karkat. Karkat had grown accustomed to finding a new gravestone in the graveyard across the street at least once a month, normally with his name in the caption. Gamzee would come home extremely late every night, soaked in sweat and blood more often than not. He would drop himself onto the closest part of the bed, not caring if Karkat lay asleep there, and would fall into a deep slumber. Karkat's existence was not helping anyone, Gamzee killed, with or without him there. Slowly but surely, Karkat was growing sickened of himself.
You are a dream among the sharks
Beautiful and terrifying
Living restless
We dance in dark suspension
Weeks had passed without a murder. Karkat seemed to see his lazy Gamzee loaf about the house "slamming a Faygo" more often than ever and this made him feel more comfortable. Maybe having Karkat around was really affecting the Capricorn? "Hey, Karkles~" Karkat felt a thin pair of arms wrap around his neck from behind him as he dried another dish. "What do you want, Gamzee?"
"Oh nothing much, just wanted to say how I think you're motherfuckin amazing, bro~" He felt a boney chin dig into his skull as the taller troll leaned against him. "Ugh, Gamzee, you're fucking crushing me. Get off!" he shifted his shoulders and tried to brush the other off of him and continue in his house keeping duties. At least this way Karkat was doing something productive. But, Gamzee would not move, he just wrapped his arms around the Cancer tighter & nuzzled into his messy hair even more. Karkat set his dish and cloth down and turned around to face Gamzee, placing his palms at the other's chest and beginning to shove. "I said get off, Fuckass!" Gamzee let go and stared at his small lover in confusion and sadness. Karkat stomped off into their shared bedroom in rage. Why was he always like this? Doesn't he fucking understand that when I say shit I'm fucking serious? Ugh… He rubbed at his temple as he heard the front door slam. The asshole had left. Thank fucking Gog… Karkat was sick of all the bullshit that Assclown had put him through and just wanted to be left alone for once. He plopped down onto the bed in anger and exhaustion, slowly drifting off to sleep.