This is something that I jotted into my notepad when I was feeling a little depressed a few days ago. I then went back and read through it and thought: 'hmm, not so bad'. You can treat it like a poem if you like:

And the seconds slip by into minutes, and the minutes slip by into hours and the hours slip by into days and the days slip by into weeks and the weeks slip by into months and the months slip by into years and the years slip by into decades and the decades slip by into the many lives wasted in this meaningless existence.

 

So much is slipping away into oblivion. Will I look back on this life and not know that I had once existed? 

OK so I was being moody. However I'm sober now and I think there is some truth to what I wrote.