Dark wonderland

It’s burning, flames of guilt tearing at my insides.
The flexing of my fingers feel like pulling melted bones and stretching them apart.
Taunt with dripping flesh, not even the wind picks up it’s sickly smell of rotting death.
Tormented in the darkness of my own tainted love.
It’s like I’ve been cast aside, the thoughts of a happy life forgotten and burned.
Taken away and punished for a crime that is not mine, the laughter loud and free as the whips beat down against me.

When will I be able to say my goodbye, when will the end come to my broken soul.
Will you take me away? Far away to a land with a sunrise and clouds of white instead of grey.
When is this coming day?
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I'm writing again.
at least starting to, this is just a short drabble that I wrote to try and sort things out in my head and get my juices going again.