Hellfire Poem by Albert Witz

I'm lost at sea without my eyes, I can't see. In this daze I walk on water, across the surface blows a breeze. How is it that I know that I'm alive? My senses are inaccurate, I'm so afraid to die. The only thing I know is that right now I'm living. After death I'll burn forever? Please define what sinning is. I've redefined what I want to find, a more refined eternally spotted mind, mine. What does it mean to be a human? Is it emotions, feelings, love, a house and two kids? I like to think that there's something more than that, in our very being a golden hidden fact. Life is more than we would ever think, a beautiful mystery for us to solve has been waiting for eternity.