Them for Envy.

But on the contrary,
Your the one who put me down.
A convention for a riot,
Of my corroding heart.
I inquire my sanity,
To make sure I'm still sane.
Insomnia creeps on me,
Like a tree without a sound.

Take me to tranquil place,
I'll fall into a trance.
My envy for you infurites me,
A deliberate nicoting fence.

Submerged within existence.
Lost within the hope.
Hazardous flames of envy.
Infuriate those with dreams.
Convulsions from the fall.
Put them in a trance.
Resonant to the sound of a beating heart without a rest.