Eight sins-

By, Just a girl 😘

Seven sins have long been known—

to test the soul, to weigh us down.

But in this world that continues its spin-

a new one rises with the rest: dishonesty begins.

To envy what another holds

diminishes the light you own.

Chasing someone else’s path

leaves you lost, or internally alone.

To lust and never truly love—

just sexual pleasures,leaving your wounds with larger holes-

Wanting butterflies to obtain a fleeting high

Chasing,catch and ghost

Then repeat your patterns

Not seeing a problem

In the cycle you have encountered -

Fearful of being open or having a real connection

Once, rich or poor, love still had worth.

Now, trust feels rare upon this earth.

What once was sacred—safety, care—

feels wasted now, too hard to bear.

We trade our gifts for minimum wage

work for others, leaving our dreams behind

Afraid to fail, afraid to fall,

yet most have never had it all.

So we boast in things we own,

Fearful trying the places unknown.

Our gluttonous ways—

more of what makes our hearts crave

Young girls starve to fit the mold,

their value tied to what they’re told.

Change your face, your skin, your name

uniqueness now feels a kind of shame.

Wrath burns hot in silent cries,

in those ignored, dismissed, denied.

We lash out or hurt, just to feel alive,

while peace and kindness fail to thrive.

And so, the eighth sin enters in—

Dishonesty: our quiet twin.

We lie to keep, we lie to gain,

to numb our guilt, erase our pain.

We kill for paper, cheat for pride,

we bury truth, and call it “life.”

But who are we, when we can’t see—

the soul behind our enemy?

How are we better, when we ignore—

our own reflection but still want more?