DORAMP

My heart is bleeding, terribly and I don’t know what to do. I don’t know how to stop it from bleeding. I have been stabbed deeply in my heart. By the very person who was to protect this heart. I know the face of the one who stabbed me. I just did not see the stabbing happening. It was very subtle. Clouded in sweet promises. Promises that were too sweet to be thought that they were fake. Promises that appeared that nothing, no matter what it was made of could break them. Promises that held some form of power and put all things together and at ease. My heart is bleeding, terribly and I don’t know what to do. I don’t know how to stop it from bleeding. I have been stabbed deeply in my heart. By the very person who was to protect this heart. I know the face of the one who stabbed me. I just did not see the stabbing happening. It was very quick. Clouded in sweet smiles.  Smiles that were too beautiful to be thought that they were fake. Smiles that appeared everlasting...