Three days is not a long time if you think about it
But three days is what I’ve been through
Three days, I cannot forget
Three days, they haunt me, they keep me awake at night
Like a weight on my chest, three days pull me down
Three days, I wept without hope
Three days, I could not cope
Three days is a nightmare, get it out of my head
Three days is what made me fall
Three days is all it takes to loose it all
The inspiration for writing this poem came from loosing internet connectivity for three days. Tragic events like these tend to pull us down heavily. But it is our job to pull ourselves back up. For more poems based on loss and depression checkout, “Goodbye, Xbox” and “HR dept., a house of lies” by Curiosity.
*The author shall not be held responsible for trauma/heartache
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