Envy -

It makes me feel so bad when I see you glad

It makes me feel so evil, ask me no reasons

All I’ve got left is wretched, dying or dead

How can lips bear to smile when tasting this poison?

Tell me

Teach me

Can’t you?

Then I’ll show you

I’ll show you what is like to be buried alive

And how uneasy can be decomposition

Beware of my eye stalking, sucking you dry

One gaze of mine may bring out death as reflection

Hush!

Time to die

I’ve laid my eye on you

But it feels like

Death-row instead of gardens

Raping instead of candy

Hatred instead of kissing

God take away this envy

Guilty!