Jealousy

Life is too boring for me to want to be awake
and I'll sleep my life away happily
in hope of some familiar happening
how i wish my dreams were never-ending

A strange resort for all my feelings
a darkness that is ghastly appealing
a storm cloud collapsing in on me
the pressure from my envying

A sleepy sickness and no retreat
My phony way to relieve
no stress; no anger, from what I think
When eyes will scurry, but never blink

these protrusions spurring from the dark
vanish at the light of day
so abruptly introduced at the start
and so rudely taken away

Some recollections of my favorite parts
Are worthless i must say
So simple were their attributes
and vast as they are gay

No happiness was meant for me
These dreams were meant to stay
and haunt me for eternity
a punishment I must obey

Now I realize...

My dreams were not meant for me
these mockeries of what i'm envying
someone else is happy with my valued schemes
despair is the only thing jealousy brings