Envy.

Come before me now; I won’t cast you out.

I’ve always known your lonely heart to be filled with doubt.

But I can’t let you run away knowing you’ll fall out of love another day.

I can’t let that cancer growing inside you turn into hate.

I am but a man of the flesh; I’ll always feel this hungering.

Confession under duress; I steal your beauty out from under you.

Darkest storm the thundering with the zeal of my rapaciousness born anew gave you my eyes, my ears; and my eddy.

Drowning in motion with rhyme encroaching the bottom; upon the sands of time I spit it all about.

Come before me now; I won’t cast you out.

I’ve always known your lonely heart to be filled with doubt.

But I can’t let you run away knowing you’ll fall out of love another day.

I can’t let that cancer growing inside you turn into hate.

No one can help me; I’ve lost what it means to be a friend..

Tabula rasa, blank slate; I watched it end before it could begin.

Pissing in the wind when it comes to placating the line drawn between us, even so; I’ll hide my grin.

Even if beggars could be choosers, I’d still be a loser; my elder soul always on the mend.

Never knowing how; we’ll suffer without a shout.

Come before me now; I won’t cast you out.

I’ve always known your lonely heart to be filled with doubt.

But I can’t let you run away knowing you’ll fall out of love another day.

I can’t let that cancer growing inside you turn into hate.

Your ability to walk the line between rapport affirmations and solitude decision; I envy you.

I envy you. –Michael Kabu Ament