What I had not realized back in the early days of Summer was that I, the little girl from the fairy tales, had been tricked by a malicious, dark prince.
I know that I am not the only one, and that my case of this treachery certainly wasn't the worst--but alas, this was in fact my second case of it.
The arrival of a dark prince always blinds the victim. The sheer beauty and outer appearance of them--it is a lie, for the soul of the carrier is black as night, nothing but lies, malice and hatred dwell within.
Through the pain and suffering, I would still stay by his side,
in hopes that it would all get better,
that this would all pass.
I realize now, though, that this plague is far too common, and I wish not for another prince.
I could not see his raven suit of armor beneath the beautiful face and lies that I saw.
Love puts on blinders,
I again wish not for another prince...
I wish to rot alone than be in the clutches of an evil man once again...
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