Wednesday

You stand in the middle
Always the neutral day.
We don't know whether
To hate you or love you.
We just want you over with
So we can wait
And rejoice
For the coming days.

Jealousy

I felt you again today,
Your furtive ways catching me off guard.
My eyes burned green as your sharp teeth and poisoned claws
Dug deep into my mind,
Tearing away at my confidence and breaking down my worth.
Why should they be rewarded for their little effort,
When you put forth so much more?
Your waspish voice hissed in my ear.

I turned my face away,
Afraid they will see your ugly green gaze,
Terrified of what they would think
If they knew you were apart of me.