Jealously is the tie that binds,
And binds,
And binds
It was the way you spoke about,
What you couldn't have,
Yet what you wanted so bad.
With animosity,
Regret,
Disdain,
And underneath it all, just a hint of pride.
And it's truth that,
The bullets of jealousy **** the shooter too.
Verily, It destroys good deeds, as fire would destroy,
Incinerate,
And ravish
anything,
As flames eradicate feelings,
In which jealousy is pain,
Obsession,
And envy,
In which we all blame the feelings of jealousy,
For the things we can't ever really have.
