Some brief period of liberation.
Through all of these relations.
Seemingly they're unrelated.
Only ending up degraded.
Yet, she followed.
Yet, she waited.
Easily replaced, and traded.
Sweetened words come double bladed.
But she's just passing time away.
...This change in current.
Feel it, Fix it, Please. It's urgent.
A broken heart is loves deterrent.
Hope is her unfaithful servant.
Always here, but never working.
Resentment is a prowler lurking.
A dramatic portrayal of hope as fleeting. The line "hope is her unfaithful servant, always here but never working." That is beautiful.