I so thought that that was over - so many years ago.
I thought that I had survived it-not exactly victored over
it but I survived it. I survived. I did not think that it would
be back to aggress and reafflict again. But this time I
will not survive. And I know that I am already dying from it.
Indeed the sadistic unforgivable killed me this time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem