Contadictory Observation

Eternity
is burning
and
I’m a little cinder
Heaven
is frozen stiff
and
I’m a deformed icicle
clinging to
their
necks
Everything tells of
Hell so
what do
you
expect


I don’t actually feel this way..but I feel the poem’s interesting. Though I feel expressing myself is important, I feel that doing it an intriguing way is of even greater value.