Friend of Mine
I can remember when first I laid eyes on you
It was across the crowded room our eyes met
I’ll admit it took a moment for me to catch my breath
Friend of mine
It only took you months to steal my heart
If truth be told
I was smitten from the start
Friend of mine
Hours and days, spent in relaxed company
Your beautiful eyes focused solely on me
Hand in mine a feeling so true
Friend of mine
Keeping rhythm, pace and time
Our bodies shudder, our limbs entwined
Bliss builds way deep inside
Your orgasm explodes following mine
Heartbeat still racing
Relaxation the moment divine
Friend of mine
Weeks later and I knew
From silence and baleful stares across table and food
Replaced I knew
My position now taken by someone new
As emotionless I stand my ground
With my teeth clenched , and a dam of tears held back I proclaim
That with your life you should move on
Friend of mine
Time passes
Amongst loneliness and defeating sorrow my realization is true
That something had been ripped
Torn mercilessly in two
My shadow a meager sliver of me that I once knew
Friend of mine
After watching and waiting a schedule develops
In a calculated moment I find you alone
I advance toward you in shadow and emotion of stone
Your eyes alight upon me as your mouth lets out a groan
As I swing the weapon your last conscious moment alone
Friend of mine
Your skull I crack
Bloody hammer heavy in swinging hand
Baring my soul for you…to never understand
My life, my love, my everything
But to you I didn’t mean a thing
Friend of mine
Now I have you by my side
Your body devoid of reason and rhyme
This spine of yours once supporting something truly divine
In my twisting grasp you are now truly mine
Your once impressive pleasuring organ now ground under heel in the dirt
No part of you has any use any more
I ripped your spleen, and carelessly tossed it to the floor
With my hands I tore your heart in two
A feeling I very recently knew
Your intestines, your blood, a floor cloaked in grue
Around me a radius that was once all of you
This scene of carnage in which I stand
I am momentarily sated
and yet…
I still hunger for more
Cult