JEALOUSYA Poem by MsBonnThis is how I define jealousyJEALOUSY
By Bonnie Davis Give me back my soul. The one that Jealousy ate up, reducing my very essence to a hollowed out void lingering in nothingness, longing for somethingness. And yet... The bloody redness of its anger paralyzed the freedom I once had to want to
be Me. The greenness of its envy Choked my creativeness then regressed and retarded my best days, my best ways. And yes.. Yellow streaks of cowardice covered up my uniqueness and dried out the freshness of my meekness. It hid me behind who I WANTED to be and all that I should have received when good wasn’t good enough. Perception morphed into a strange black gargoyle proud, loud, and rowdy on my weaker shoulder. It walked my vexation into a dark abyss. The sunshine of Favor’s energy has alluded and avoided
me. I’m white with frustration, In sync with damnation. Now one with my frenemy, ol’ dirty, stinkin’ Jealousy. My bones have rotted. Truth is no longer viable, I dare not trust Intellect, She’s just too busy to be reliable. My sensitivity is unstable and My damn conscience… certifiable. The time has come for my whole being To rise up and assassinate my rival; for the Jealousy Dragon has murdered my soul. © 2012 MsBonn |
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