He said trust me, I’ll keep you safe.

I’ll protect you and never let you go.

He promised and promised, so many broken promises.

He told me I was his one in a million, that I saved him.

But how could I have saved him when I was barely saving myself?

I trusted him, I trusted him with my life. To keep safe and warm at night.

He broke so many promises, cut me off from the people I cherished the most.

I lost 8 valuable months with my father.

The joke though, is on them.

The day I awoke from my slumber, I saw all the red flags. I saw his game and his wicked smile. His true colours appeared the day my daddy earned his wings.

So really, in the end, my trust was broken but I woke up and realised my mistakes.

I owned up to them all and in turn, I found my faith.

It never left, it was just hidden for too long.

Despite all this, I stood tall and straightened my crown, in the end you see, I was the one who really won.