The Broken Queen

She was broken Beyond repair thrown away and forgotten. Thrown to the underworld without a care, dwelling in her past, her mind corrupted. The darkness engulfing her heart, no she did not stop it. She locked her feelings inside a box encasing it with cement and chains, she was so far gone that the demons welcomed her with open arms. Coming accustomed to their dark ways. She's so blinded by the warmth that radiates off them, she couldn't notice the acid coursing through their veins. They kept her grounded with her own heart. The darkness and the demons becoming her home. Soon from deep within she became something the darkness and demons could no longer control. Long ago her smile was so bright, her hair was as golden as was her soul. But not anymore, a dark glare replaced her bright smile, the gold was gone replaced by the darkness itself. Now Crowned the ruler by the king himself, she will no longer be made a fool. After all you can't cast a Queen to a place she already rules. The story is not yet over. The story of what you may ask? Oh my dear reader, it's the story about the broken Queen.