In the quiet of the night, I hear its call,
A whispering shadow, casting a pall,
Over my heart, where envy takes its hold,
A silent torment, a story untold.

The green-eyed monster, lurking in my soul,
Turns joy to sorrow, makes me feel less whole,
It feeds on fears, on doubts, on insecurities,
Leaving me trapped in its cruel intricacies.

I see your smile, your laughter, pure and bright,
And in that moment, I’m lost to the night,
Jealousy blooms, a dark and twisted vine,
Wrapping around this fragile heart of mine.

Yet in the dawn, a glimmer of hope appears,
A chance to break free, to face my fears,
To find the light, to let jealousy go,
And in its place, let love and kindness grow.