Beacon

I'm almost there.

Through the darkness, a treacherous journey

Ups and downs, unexpected turns

I found my way before, but I'm lost once more

I'm on the verge of coming to a standstill,

losing all hope.

However, I know

I can keep moving forward

Taking my time, patience till the end

There's no rush.

There's a light at the end of every tunnel.

I can see it.

Jealousy

Jealousy, quite the fiend!

Fickle and infectious, staining like paint blots

Origins of envy, opening to pain,

hate, anger, sadness.

Retaliating violently, hurting others

And so the paint spreads.

-Ethan