Deserted

I see water, yet it tastes of soil. My lips cracked, like the earth upon I walk. My back burnt, my feet scortched, the sand pains and draws blood, my head throbs, and yet I feel like spinning. What a wonderfull blur! The sun, beats me to the ground. I cry out, the blazing wind engulfs my sound My mouth dry, my will broke, I'm choking, I can't see and yet I feel like spinning. What a wonderfull blur! Feel weak, blisters everywhere. My limbs ache, I'm hungry, I'm thirsty and I feel like sleeping.