what if theres nothing in the clouds
or beneath your feet
maybe heaven is within your soul
and hell is skin deepbecause once you've sinned
you feel it
you feel every tissue of
your skin shredding away
and igniting a heavy fire
you feel
hellbecause once you've sinned
you don't even have to be dead
you're already fucking there

YOU ARE READING
the morning after
Poetryand everything changes the morning after, right? // highest rank - #108 in poetry