I’ve seen a man
so consumed by envy
that his jealous heart consumed
his mind
his soul
and everything
he ever could be.
When you covet another’s life,
success,
belongings or
in this case wife –
you become a bitter container
filled with green bilious
acrimony
spending hate-filled hours
to keep that bubbling
poison on retainer.
They say it is better to have loved and lost
but if you have never loved at all –
have you even lived?
No star-crossed
lover or Shakespearean romance,
no first kiss let alone first dance..
Just a sad excuse for actions
that are always centred on a loss
you never had
and a sense of selfish pity
that leaves a feeling of disdain
because
inside you’re left
wondering what it really feels like
and where the chance to grasp a real love
ever
really
once
was.
And, as that green bilious acrimony
bubbles away in its container
it eats away at what is lonely
and devours the remainder.
Leaving nothing but dysfunction –
a stab-wound without a knife –
leaving nothing but destruction
in what was once a living life.
