It’s true – patience fueled by hope
can last for eternity;
outright torturing the poor creature,
unfortunate enough to believe
a fickle mistress.
Time drags. Dreams mope,
Unable to escape the futility,
and staring at morbid features
Of the one who’s unwilling to receive,
giving five-star distress.
Hope kills; stretching the nerves
The desire thins.