Analysis of Betrayal

The knife in my back was worth
two through my heart.
And to think that I vowed,  
“’Till Death Do Us Part!”
Never again will I trust like I did,
and be forced to let go of the
“one” life within.

I thought that I’d found a
soulmate for life, yet all that
it was, was a fistful of strife.
Looking back now is like
night unto day, just pages
ripped out of my book
along the way.

I’ll try to let go of this pain
in my side, and run to a place
deep within where I’ll hide.