Relief

[Helga]

I don't know what this is but here you go:

Two days of sorrow
two days of tears
two days of laughter
two days of fears.
Two days I lived
two days I died.

Two days of my life
I filled with grief.
Two days of my life
I felt relief.
I strayed away
from happiness
I strayed away
from grief
I strayed away
from everything.
found relief.

Two days of happiness
two days of grief.
Never again I ever will find
the feeling of relief.

[mono]

Often the repetitions can add such a beautiful flow, and it certainly does in this particular work with "Two days . . ." "Two days . . ." etc. With such persistence, however, the perfunctory "two days" proceed, and yet there appears no relief; most certainly time ticks and tocks most slowly in times of melancholy and/or pain.
The rhyme, additionally, contributes much to a rhythm that nearly compels someone to read it aloud, while tapping his/her foot, as if listening to a song's lyrics.
Nicely done, Helga. :)