Seven Deadly Sins

Greed

Dollar sign eyes

Coated in dime destruction

Baths of blood money

Sloth

Sewed into bed

Bed of stains strains

A poisoned pillow to drain your head

Lust

A knife held to a blushing throat

Pretty eyes too heavy to carry

Pull a trigger just to see her

Gluttony

One track desire

Eyes beam with craving

Heart strains for deserving

Envy

My brain rarely shakes

It’s the skin tone that never shows

Bloodied hands from the crawl to take

Wrath

Anger is my addiction

One temptation is my conviction

When I talk I can’t find the right diction

Pride

Pocket full of pride

Mouth full of twisted truths

Everyone’s eyes can roll out of their head