Why did u insist on rubbing out the line between friendship and sex
Buddies to bed-mates was a bad idea
Yet you turned me into your hound
Now I howl like a fool with or without the moon in the sky
Happy were you with your tinker toy
Till you wound me up too tight
I refused to play with you, for your game was sick
You could have me no more...
So started the destruction
First was destroyed the innocence that started it all
Those years of growing up together, gone
Your face ashened as my heart charred
And still somewhere I though emotions would be nurtured
But you would have non of that
Forget friendship
Forget sex
All you wanted was my flesh
A horrible revelation I had not realized
It was supposed to set me free
But made rubble out of a man
Was I ever a friend to you?
Its a cruel lie
A broken heart cant be set right
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem