I Got Flowers Today.

I got flowers today.

It wasn’t my birthday or any other special day.

We had our first argument last night,

And he said a lot of cruel things that really hurt me.

I know he is sorry and didn’t mean the things he said.

Because he sent me flowers today.

I got flowers today.

It wasn’t our anniversay or any other special day.

Last night, he threw me into a wall and started to choke me.

It seemed like a nightmare.

I couldn’t believe it was real.

I woke up this morning sore and bruised all over.

I know he must be sorry.

Because he sent me flowers today.

I got flowers today.

And it wasn’t Mother’s Day ir any other special day.

Last night, he beat me up again.

And it was much worse than all the other times.

If I leave him, what will I do?

How will I take care of my kids?

What about money?

I’m afraid of him and scared to leave.

But I know he must be sorry.

Because he sent me flowers today.

I got flowers today.

Today was a very special day.

It was the day of my funeral.

Last night, he finally killed me.

He beat me to death.

If only I had gathered enoigh courage

And strength to leave him,

I wouldd not have gotten flowers… today.

By Paulette Kelly

Lo que una va permitiendo porque pierde la noción de vivir, de tener miedo todo el tiempo, de complacer al otro por no “tener problemas o hacerlo enojar”, siempre pensando en que una es la culpable del comportamiento del otro. Unas abren los ojos, otras no.

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