Washed Away in the Sands of Time

My imperfection corrodes your perfection.

I’m the waves crashing onto the shore.

Washing away the footprints in the sand.

Over time and day by day.


The riverbank begins to recede,

it’s being eaten away.

I’m a disease in your heart -

in your soul.

Unhappiness will grow.

Consuming you whole.

You can’t see what’s to come;

blinded by love.

You’ll be lost in the sands of time.

Leaving an empty shell behind.