The Prince’s DiaryHere I am again, alone with my thoughts. My soul gathered at the feet’s of my tormentors. Every passing day, when the moon has kissed the earth goodbye and all that could be perceived is tormentors of my darkness, they come out to hunt for me. The voices come out to play with my sanity. They take a ball and a bat, scoring and killing me time by time.But tonight, I’m not alone. I have an armor. A protector stands tall in front of me, shielding me away from the tormentors of my mind. I found peace in the midst of a war on my head. I found a queen. I found her.I found the one who would lay down my soul, just have to let me have a peace of mind. And tonight, for the first time in forever, I feel like I might have finally found the hope I’ve been seeking. Tonight, this hour, this minute, this second— I feel the need not to sink into the darkness. For the first time in a while, after my heart has gone through a “shatter me” series, I can feel myself embrace the light.
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