Life through his hands

sadness-5

I walked home from the beach.

I could barely feel my feet.

People looked at my weirdly as I started to cry.

But there's no way I could lie.

I saw the family walking in the crowd.

My head was screaming 'yes' very loud.

I wanted to run up to them and say hi.

But they'd probably all look at me and say "just die".

I couldn't take a chance, my heart was already broken.

I was raveled in the man's hand... I was his token.

I could feel myself running to get to the man.

I could also make out a mariachi band.

I came to a sudden stop as they drove away in a car.

I already knew I couldn't run that far.

I went home with my head held low.

It was bad because I saw five crows.

I opened the door to my apartment and stepped in.

I laid on my bed and let silence become my best friend.