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
Copyright © Allison Unknown | Year Posted 2009
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