Sabotage

One farcical truth is tragic
As we each define the trait
According to our understanding.
For many who protest
Their steadfast loyalty,
The notion is only a notion,
Never a commitment of the soul.
And so it is.
Wish it were otherwise,
But chase the chimera
At your own peril.
Misery awaits the devoted
Who defy personal alchemy
To mine the mind
Of that loved one
For whom percipience
Is only waking illusion.
Your hopes must smelt
Into a reluctant accord
With a beloved's infamy
Which sabotages your trust.