Sands of Time

I am going Through the sands Of time Wondering When it all went wrong Reaching in And pulling out Little stories Of my life When I was happy I crush the past In my hands And drop Little grains Of sand And keep moving on All my best memories Crushed By myself Making me forget That they ever happened Im still searching For what I was looking for Until I finally see it In the light I reach up for it And pull it down Into the darkness I hold it For only minutes Then begin To close my hand around Its little box It starts to crack And finally collapses In my right hand I breathe in deep And blow All the debris From my hand I start to fade As my mission was done I destroyed The day I was born