Only for senses...missing the 5th

I hear the match strike agains the rough path and the sound of it's spark flying off My skin tastes the head of the match and swallows the burning heat I smell the flesh burning from the heat of the fire along with the stron scent of the salt in my tears I see the skin turn a glowing red and burn this condemned body as I wittness the skin extenguish the flame I hear I Taste I smell I see ... but still I fell nothing