What matters to one, he keeps close. A good friend will always remain. Within every scar, healing dwells. Recall wheat ferments, for good brew. Forgiveness, demands no reserve.

This poem really shows how one person can become so used, and not cared for. More convenient and needed, rather than wanted. This hurts when it happens in real life, especially when we go so long pretending it is not true, and then we finally accept the truth.

I like how you used the idea of a genie and a magic lamp type idea, to show your message, it really worked and I feel it gave it a unique spin on the poem.

I like the title, because I think it shows how much this character has been under the spell, and perhaps they feel they are not good enough for anything else except to be the convenience for this master. This again relates to the reality of this situation in real life.

Good work again !