In shadows deep, where hearts do hide,
A green-eyed beast, it does reside.
With whispers soft, it feeds on doubt,
And stirs the soul with cries so loud.

It weaves a web of tangled thoughts,
Of what was lost and battles fought.
Its claws dig deep, its grip is strong,
And turns the right into the wrong.

In silent nights, it draws us near,
To dreams of dread and seeds of fear.
Yet through the storm, a light may shine,
To heal the heart, and break the line.

For in the end, the truth remains,
That love can soothe the deepest pains.
To cast away the green-eyed foe,
And let the heart with courage grow.