Envy.
It is the grey cat,
Uninvited,
Accompanying me on my silent strolls in the dark night.
It purrs and meows at my feet;
I try to ignore it and its growing hunger.
It walks in front of me,
Messing up my steady pace.
It claws and scratches at me,
Making my ankles turn pink and then trickle droplets of blood.
Eventually,
I must give in.
I make this creature my unwanted acquaintance.
Its home is my home.
It lives off of me.
Day after day,
It takes and takes.
It does not know giving.
The beast bothers me until I reach a point.
It must leave.
No more does this bother me.