Days

You haven’t stopped crying for days.
Well it’s been an hour at least…

Something inside of you wants to say that it’s been days.
Days?
How many days has it been, since she died?

You know that you haven’t been crying for days.
Maybe the pain and the anguish have lasted for days.

How long was she even alive?
How many days on this earth?
How many days for this earth?
How many days for us all?

Why do days just consume us all?

She comes to you in the days now.
No longer just in the night.

Something inside of you wants to say…

Days, how many days since she made you live one?

You know that she isn’t gone, she visits you now in the…

Maybe, the love and the kindness, will last for more.
Maybe, the horror and torment, for many more.

How many days has she been dead?

How many days not on this earth?
How many days not of this earth?
How many days, for us all?

But then days, just consume us all.