Blending with the sand

When you all
Crumble
Between my broken fingers
Washed away
The last bits and pieces
With my tears
When I see you all
Disappear
Into the deepest
And darkest
Of despair
I realise
That the only
One
Capable
Of lifting me up
Is walking away
Like everybody else
And in this moment
I start to see
That falling to the ground
Is another piece of me
I'm crumbeling
Like you all were
Between my own fingertips
Blending with the sand