Unanswered Prayer - an unpoetic poem

An answered prayer that brought light in the darkness;
the immeasurable hope brought by the whitest dove,
the naive optimism of a person who's never been hurt before.

Blindfolded by anxiety, worries and routine;
given the gift of a breathing compass,
a guide to show the way to reconnect with my faith.

My knees became weak and strength to stand was running dry;
you picked me up and carried me on your shoulders,
or a firemans lift around your waist.

Too much time spent believing in a clown wearing a mask;
with a faith that was unfaithful,
and intentions that were impure.

An attack with a double-bladed sword;
and a victim who froze.
An attack with a double-bladed sword;
and a victim who froze.
An attack with a double-bladed sword;
and a victim who froze.

Bound to secrecy.
I owed it to you.
You saved me.

An attack with a double-bladed sword;
and a victim survivor with the strength to fight.

You didn't save me, He saved me.
I don't owe it to you, you owe it to Him.
I am not bound to secrecy anymore.

Not an answered prayer, just pain, hurt and broken trust;
disguised as answered prayer,
an unanswered prayer left reserved for a better answer.