Jealousy can kill at times.
No not you.
Your relations with others.
Your capacity to understand others.
Your ability to restrain your resentment.
Your chance of redemption.
Your love for anyone other than that person,
Or that thing or status or life.
It can murder everything you once cherished.
By offering a gamble of doom.
With an image of want offered,
In exchange for your unsatisfactory reality.
Only for that image to dwindle into a shadow
Once the brightness of what is lost takes over.
