I was once a mountain strong and
tall, I had a stream of doubt, nothing
to worry about to a mountain it
was small.

But things do change over time and
parts of me eroded over time never replaced
my mountain now a hill smaller than I was
before, my stream now bigger eroding
me evermore.

I once was strong big and tall, but that stream
became a river and I was a hill no more. I
was but a pebble in this river being dragged
along, my doubts had eroded me consumed
me all, I am being swept away consumed
body and soul.

I will one day be gone just a grain of sand
among many, in this sea of doubt that has
swallowed me whole, I was once a mountain
but not any more.