A way for myself is a way to my life. Hate is a growing threat. A heart can only keep in so much pain. It’s as if nothing ever became of you. The sound of a roaring voice looms in my mind. Think of it as a warning shot. I feel like envy. My heart like greed. Full of anger. My pride always gets in the way. I am gluttony. I feel my mind with thoughts of you. You are my passion, my lust. For love and life. You make my life sloth. So slow and lifeless sometimes. I am a merciless vice. You a beautiful virtue.