the little green monster

It's in the smug curl of your lip
The vileness that oozes from your mouth
Insecurities tainted the most noxious color black
Eyes stained like bile, a putrid sight radiating malevolence   

Flesh poisoned with the bitterness of blood
A violent red that never comes undone
The dark abbeys of the psychotic mind
A whirlwind of madness and false betrayal.
The venom of a jealous thought slowly contaminates perception
Until the lines of imaginary and make-believe exist no more.

Paranoid sings the frightful song of unearthed fears
A haunting lullaby that's whispered by the crushing weight of terror
Needing to be needed.
Every self-centered thought pushing you further from reality.

So at night, during the day and the hours in between
Intoxicate your soul with falsehoods and follies
Trust the fabrications of eyes and ears
It gives you a purpose.
And when the steps slowly fade away from your reach
Lingering, resounding in the root of your conscience.
Reassure yourself.
And just keep pretending.
Who cares anyways?