The Deadly Sins: Envy

Self realization of my Envy

And there they stood

Taller than thine eye could have seen

Escalating perfectly

Beautiful as can be

 

Maidens walk amidst my eyes

They are everywhere

Cloths so perfect

Soft skin within my reach

 

As I reach out

Hand disfigured and grotesque

I am but a figure of nothing

Beautiful I am not

 

But here they walk

So divine, I wish they were all mine

But one so much

So perfect was she who walked amidst me

 

Liven my day sweet babe

No lust not from me

I want my love to you

Reaching out, you screech, ew.

 

Time turns about, never ending in it's long path

As I begin to grow with hatred, for all I want is not herein

Taking your time, walking the path

I'm beginning to shed these soft eyes, as my hate engulfs into a wrath

 

But of wrath it was not, for a new kind of hate filled me

a true feeling I have never felt

Of love I can't seem to grow

So you'll walk around me, and you'll only go to those that are beautiful

 

As I lean here, hunched from my grotesque ruin

Thinking deeply of my thoughts, towards the beautiful

It was so obvious of my reality

For the ugly I herein lay down my reality

 

"And I shall kill the Beautiful, for I am not"

With whatever means necessary, I will admit my defeat

Then backstab on your victory

As I stand grotesque, hunched by god's true ugliness

 

I plot the ultimate demise, for that which I shall never have

Unto you, I will take away, all of your beauty

I will show the world what this disfigured man can create

Making you into what I hate, an ugly crying piece of s**t

 

And as I have said unto you

As I will carry out, through a mere cane, concealed therein a blade

That I will carve from you all your beautiful

As I see you walking about, the perfect maiden I cannot have

 

Greeting you with a kind gesture, waving my cane to permit your attention

walking on over, I see that half smile you fake

Beauty is not shown on your face

Not when it is a mere smile you fake

 

And I shake your hand, my disfigured joints burning wiht passion

You acquire the goosebumps I so hate with a passion

Then I lay siege onto your wake

With one fair lunge, my cane finds it's place

 

A long seeping blade into your torso

out the back you bleed

I am killing that which I have come to hate

Yet I love that which I cannot be, for that is what I hate

 

Loving Beauty, as I take it away

I am a fiend, a monster you created

standing grotesque among your dead bleeding soul

I smirk a wide mad smile

 

As I have finished my task towards you

I have killed a new world

Where I stand amongst the beautiful

In hate and madness you have shown what this Envious soul will do

 

Standing amongst those beautiful

I make my vow to kill all of you

Not from Wrath

Nor from Greed

 

Pure Envy this is all it will be

Then I kill the Beautiful

For I am not

Grotesque I am

 

Looking within the mirrors I see

Morphing my own reality

Truth falls on deaf ears as I turn into a new creation

And as I look onwards at all I could have been

 

None so more maddens me

Than this Grotesque being I am