Burn

Parched lips and a burnt throat fill the mind
Crawling in the burning void
Searching for water

A suffocating heat none can escape
Burning crisp their fingertips
Drying out thine eyes
Setting ablaze their throats

Bodies collapse and fall to dust
Yet all still live on

Souls cry out to end this bodily drought
Yearning for the now unattainable death
The scorching sun deaf to their plight

All shall fall
And all shall burn
But none shall die
For this is Hell
And death cannot hear your cry