lost seconds

days like these go slowly unnoticed, paled by the grander occasions that appear more significant. days like these which transition from one stage to another, when the sense of foreboding permeates and fills the air so strongly that all there's left to pass the time is to listen to melancholic songs, simply just to plug the gap.

it is the vacuum that weighs down that period after the momentary high, the crazed laughter and the dizzy joy. the feeling of senselessness and loss as the scrambling for something meaningful takes off once again, some new project to occupy the mind and direct its destructive nature away from itself.