Envy

7 0 0
                                    

Victor resentfully gazed at a young couple from afar  

"A trickle of thought as it rushes through the brim,

trying to find the dim light that engraves through the pumping seals.

My spirit of bare compacts in the closing walls of steel.

Darkness fills the light of wear with a stench of fright

I didn't do everything out of spite. 

nor' out of fright 

yet such a conception had felt rather bright 

so impenetrable when it's in my sight

A field of view had blocked my sides 

as I sunk into a war of hatred

So vile, it made everything sacred,

Running through a field of memories

as it propelled me into worries 

I pondered the sufficient formula 

that makes everything euphoria  

'is it a women named gloria?

or a play starring victoria?'

No, definitely a lady of Auria,

Is life dense or am I just tense?" 

Auria's reminiscencesWhere stories live. Discover now