My Decaying Reflection – Unhinged Poem

Fake freckles used to cover the scars of a forgotten, a whimsical wish, a playful smile flashed before the blast, forgiven, forgotten, a window of memories smashed by the hand of a future unforgiving, watch the time fall as the seas rise, the mirror made not of glass, but of time itself, can you see, do you want to see the you, that the sands of time will decay you to be?