Aceptar la verdad. It is true.
Aun cuando no puedes oír, te costaigan hasta que lloras. Even though you can’t hear, they hit you until you cry.
Y despues, ya no quieres protestar y no preguntas por qué. And later, you don’t argue and you don’t ask why.
Sin nadie herido y nada roto. No one is hurt and nothing broken.
Silencio.
Dios, deseo morir.
I’m sorry.
¿Sobreviviré?
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Beautiful entry, Juanita!
Hope you don’t mind me translating but FYI…
“Dios, deseo morir” = “God, I want to die.”
and
“¿Sobreviviré?” = “Will I survive?”
Whew! This took my breath away. Thanks for sharing this. May I have your permission to share this entry with others?
An excellent post
agreed
Powerful, succtinct, deeply moving. Takes courage to express yourself in this way… thank you for sharing.