Emotion

Envy.

It’s a sneaking worm.

It creeps into your day.

It attaches itself to your mind.

It digs in its razor claws.

And doesn’t let go.

Then it feeds off of you.

It grows and swells.

Until it becomes Hate.

Hate.

It’s a terrible thing.

That refuses to flee.

It doesn’t like Love.

Love is its enemy.

When you let it go,

It is like taking

Off a pack

Full of rocks

And sending it off a cliff.

Then you are filled with Love.

Love.

It’s a gentle breeze.

A falling leaf.

It creeps up behind you.

It embraces you.

It wants you to be happy.

It brings people to make you glad

And people to keep you from being sad.

Love is kind and Love is sweet.

It holds you in its strong arms.

And it keeps you safe.

Safe from Hate, Envy, and Rage.

Rage.

It’s a roaring lion.

A ferocious tiger.

An angry viper.

Its heart is cold.

Its flesh is hot.

It never, ever truly leaves.

It burns with a passion.

Its fire is strong.

But Love is stronger.

And you are stronger.