A collection of poetry, grim and dark

Have I told you how much I love my friends?
Have I told you how I play with them?
I chop them up and peel their skin
I put them in the oven once I'm done dicing
and serve them as cupcakes topped with icing!

Although I'm happy, the world seems wrong
The bees aren't buzzing, the birds sing no song
the grass has stopped growing, and the flowers are wilting
Could it be that I'm feeling guilty?

No, that can't be it
I know that my friends are with me in spirit
My life is great, there's no reason to be sad
When your best friends live inside you, how can life be bad?
Our friendship will never end.