Conflagrant

I don’t know how I got here The first thing I notice is the smell of embers, As my heavy eyes begin to let light into them Darkness is all around me, With fire being the only light source Why fire? Fear fills me to the brim, And I realize I am trapped in orange, Ash fills my lungs, But why does it feel somewhat nostalgic? Have I been here before? I walk forward but the hard concrete pierces my sole, The concept of being combusted pierces my soul, I take another step, But now a viscous liquid wets my foot, And the inferno grows yet again, My neck creaks while I inspect my surroundings, Despair and hopelessness take over my feelings Tears create lines down my cheeks as they descend, And the funny feeling they make is familiar I realize I shall meet the same fate as those before me, Surrounded by fire and alone, Surrounded by people but alone, Loneliness is the last thing that comes back to me, When I find there are no windows, No door, No openings, No help, No escape.