The trial of my regrets

I lit the match my self;
the soaked pine took fast.
Now I am in living hell;
burning away with my dark past.

You tied me here;
and surrounded me with sticks.
You even poured on the liquor;
so it would soak in.

In the end I was the one;
the one who condemned myself to burn.
I have left to many many scars;
behind on you, her, and her.

I have broke to many hearts;
but along with my own.
I wish I had the comment sense;
to have better self control.

I get to attached;
I never meant too be this way.
I could blame my life;
but I have nothing to say

I breathe in deep breaths;
inhaling all of the smoke.
I am guilty of my own court;
my sentence is to burn and choke.