My Prince

I’m a princess but
I’m not married to
Prince Charming.

My husband is
the Prince of Darkness.

He keeps me
in towers of lust.

He treats me
like his subject,
always making me
bow before him.

He whispers in my ear
to remind me
of my imperfections.

He coerces me
to do things
that will hurt myself.

But he is not to blame
for his evil deeds
because I willingly
gave myself to him.

I’m waiting for
my Prince Charming
to come rescue me.

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