I am not sorry

the roughness of the post
the rope tied tight
so tight my skin begins to bleed
angry glares; yells and shouts
through the glare of the flames
i see their faces
do you regret it?
no
are you sorrowful?
no
will you ever stop?
never
their anger is aroused
chaos breaks out
burn him! they shout
burn the vampire!
for my sins i am not regretful
i do not cry, nor weep
my lust for blood-never settled
there is screaming, crying
the wreched beings curse
what will they do?
burn me at the stake?
through their chaotic mob
a decision has been made
send the vampire to hell!
burn him! they cry
a torch hits the straw
flames leap up, catching to my clothes
i scream in agony
oh please, god, let it end!
the fire licks at my clothes
my skin turns to ash
the screams end
i do not feel pain
the flames feel like ice
i cry out to her
the one that i love
but my vice can not be heard
i am in darkness, nothing is here
no sound is heard, but suddenly
i see her face, my beloved
reaching for her, i call her name
she hushes me & holds me close
her gentle, soft, loving arms
could this be hell; how can i know?
if it is, let my soul be forever damned
i am home now
forever shall i stay here; my heaven and hell