Affliction from the past

 

Your departure hurt me inside

Laminating all my only tenderness

Without lullaby or caress I live to suffer

In the compressed silence inside me

Who cries the last words of goodbye

Distinguished in the most dismal locutions

Who was once born in the empire of the end.

 

This pain hurts my unhappy wound

It's an affliction that doesn't measure size

Nor width and much more latitudes

That crucify my secrecy look

Fumbling in the confines of the maiden

It was loved by me and here despised

This beautiful woman that I loved so much.