I see it's been a few months since you've posted, and how I've missed your work. Welcome back, and I will have to check out your other two poems posted within the past few days.
I could not go to sleep without commenting here, as this piece stuck out to me the most, in a haunting way I can't forget.
I liked the consistency of this, the reminder of flames, how you are spreading like wildfire. Life burned you, and now, death is a presence that threatens to keep you lit. There's a heaviness with your repetition of "you" - I didn't taste bitterness in this, not blame per se, just an admittance. Losing and seeing this person leave this world unhinged you, opened you up and left you vulnerable to the flames. To being hurt. To the wounds. To the pain.