Nothing but the meanest beast
It kills the mood and stabs the heart
Devours souls as if in a feast
It starts like a niggling in the mind
Forces its way down the throat
Pokes and prods the innards of the body
The heart sinks like a leaking boat
The mind drifts to places unknown
Unable to concentrate on things that matter
The one thought that irritates the soul
Displayed in full glory on a silver platter
It makes you crave for things unnecessary
Floods the mind with irrational fear
It clouds and blurs any solid thought
Nothing is at all clear
The worst feature about this feeling
Is that it does not leave
It makes a home in your inner being
Stealing your esteem, a silent thief
This wretched piece of emotion
Please, please, make it flee
Nothing but the meanest beast
A monster named Jealousy.