the last disappointment did not return
with force
to kill her
the lightning flashed the sky
and the thrill of her freedom began to appeal to her
where had his mind in the past
no longer count
she chose again
without resentment
the arms she knew she could
to be definitively based
the confidence in herself came back
without accusing something
silence and tear a little
only that was the past that had resisted
of all the pain
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem