A Table In Hell Poem by Dylan Burkhart

For those of us who don't worry about what we do because 'we are going to Hell anyway' and don't realize how much people care.

My time has passed
No more fun
This is my last
Time on earth is done

I know I'm going to fire
I did little right
Bowed down to desire
And always had to fight

Now I can feel the fear
Because I don't know what I'll do
If I look around here
And see any of you

The ones who I love
Who don't deserve this
The should be above
In eternal bliss

So I sit in my seat
And as i sit down
I wonder who I will meet
As I look around

I wept when it was you I saw
Sitting at the table
I rubbed my eyes raw
Hoping it was a fable

So I realized what I did
When i asked how this could be
I shouldn't have ran and hid
Because you were there to spend eternity with me