Envy.
I have always thought that I am prone to this feeling. But these recent and ongoing years of unkindness have brought out the worst in me and then some.
There are no words to describe the pain of feeling left out at the sight of others' freedom while you stare at them from the confines of existential prisons made of love, kinship, and regret.
Holidays. Weekends. Lockdowns. So on...
Wasted sunshine. Sleepless nights. A shit-scented house. And nowhere to go.
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