Pride
I built a high wall
and crowned it with my own name—
no doors, only mirrors.
Even kings lose their kingdoms
when they kneel to their own face.
Envy
I watched your garden
and cursed my barren soil—
green turned into grief.
Jealousy is a hunger
that eats what it cannot grow.
Wrath
I struck without thought,
a storm inside my own chest—
lightning with no aim.
Anger burns what it touches,
even the hand that holds flame.
Sloth
The day passed me by,
soft as dust on a closed book—
I did not turn it.
Laziness is a silence
that forgets how to begin.
Greed
I took and I took,
until even gold grew dull—
still, I reached again.
Greed is a hollow echo
that never learns how to stop.
Gluttony
I fed every want,
not with need, but with craving—
full, yet never whole.
Excess is a kind of thirst
that drinks past satisfaction.
Lust
I touched for the flame,
not the warmth or the meaning—
just the burning skin.
Desire without devotion
leaves the soul cold in the end.
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Feb 24, 2026 at 2:28 AM UTC
Pride
I built a high wall
and crowned it with my own name—
no doors, only mirrors.
Even kings lose their kingdoms
when they kneel to their own face.
Envy
I watched your garden
and cursed my barren soil—
green turned into grief.
Jealousy is a hunger
that eats what it cannot grow.
Wrath
I struck without thought,
a storm inside my own chest—
lightning with no aim.
Anger burns what it touches,
even the hand that holds flame.
Sloth
The day passed me by,
soft as dust on a closed book—
I did not turn it.
Laziness is a silence
that forgets how to begin.
Greed
I took and I took,
until even gold grew dull—
still, I reached again.
Greed is a hollow echo
that never learns how to stop.
Gluttony
I fed every want,
not with need, but with craving—
full, yet never whole.
Excess is a kind of thirst
that drinks past satisfaction.
Lust
I touched for the flame,
not the warmth or the meaning—
just the burning skin.
Desire without devotion
leaves the soul cold in the end.
A stark walk through the shadows we carry, The Seven Vices lays each flaw bare with honesty and hard-earned insight.
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