A forbidden thought

Hung for treason against my soul.
Its made me who i am.
A girl starving for her beloved role.
In endless days of grief and pain.
My body lay there, tame.
Withering with disdain.
No crime done, just a thought.
I dont know how that made me rot.
I taste the blood in my mouth.
The rope that holds me, chokes me.
The life... so slowly goes.
The thought of dying, of releasing this endless pain, a relieving thought.
That is my crime, this is my sentence.
To forever hope for a death... That will never come.