Burning In Sin Poem by Jenna Dandurand

i died today, this hour, this minute.
i'm burning in misery,
the misery i caused upon myself.
fear is roiling off me in pulses,
poundings of music.
i'm dead, i can't feel this,
i'm not alive, pain is no more.
i should see white,
feel the cool embrace of clouds,
but instead i can touch
the raging inferno of hell.
i can't even breathe, but
i'm the dead one,
does it matter?
does anyone even notice
my pain?
i'm dead, right?
this is not a dream.
no one can see me,
no one can hear
my screams of horror
as i'm engulfed in myself,
all the sins i've made
and never repented for.
i'm living off my lies,
regrets,
apathy.
i feel nothing but the heat.
i've been turned into
a living fireball,
and it's all because of what i've done
and never thought to be forgiven for.