Time With An Ending Testo

Remember.The inevitable isn't out of my hands.
Experience lends me the tools I remember, but forsakes me the difference.
The closer that gap becomes, the less I feel I owe, so I remove myself from fate as the current pulls closer.
Forget.
Salvation comes with the plunge through every forgotten memory, erased before written, reversed through the hourglass for the mountain at its bottom.
Time ends with the final grain of sand, and with its falling I sever the past and embrace the unknown.
My journey ends, in my hands alone, as I recognize them for the first time.