Jealousy made me write
I wrote to exude the fright
That lost was my significance
If Ever had I any

Though it was the trigger
But was not the driver
Perpetuity of this exercise
Had a source suppressed

Suppressed by the lack of belief
Belief in one's own self
The ego had to be revived
The soul had to have an outlet

An outlet for all emotions
To make space for the new
And to bring to the fore
All thoughts kept reserved