Envy

A moment in time; a lost confession. At the end of everything lies nothing but cupidity. Barren of all hopes and thoughts, I still linger around the gates of sanguinity. In an attempt to open the gate, I only found more locks instead...

The irrationality of a thing or emotion is not an argument against its existence, but rather a condition of it. Yet in this ever losing battle for coherence, I find myself biased against what I want to feel from what my mind tells me. In this war between logic and intuition, analysis and feelings, I have lost control in choice.

I no longer judge as impartial as I did. I no longer exercise fairness. I no longer seemed to have any more common sense...

Envy is a sin, I plead guilty for...