Painful Truth Poem by Jesus Diaz Llorico

Painful Truth



"It was already dark
and I was standing beside the wall
of our house
thinking silently…
about truth, I have just come home
from a funeral…
an exhaustive week, a week where I don't know
what happened, I just do the chores unconsciously
trying to pleased everybody, my long lost relatives
friends and neighbors
I don't even know how it ended
how she was finally laid to rest
as I stood alone
I missed something
there is something in me that was lost
it's more than the soul
an unexplained feeling
so painful, the pain of which will never be equalled
I will never see her again
she will never be on our side again
for 29 years she's been with me, with us
now she's gone
my mother
she will now forever be laid to rest
in a cemetery a few kilometers from our house.'

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