Italian version here: https://loscrittorevolante.com/2021/04/22/poesianon-ci-pensare/
Do not think about it
To everything that hurts,
don’t think about it anymore,
don’t think about it, don’t do it.
Take it easy and find yourself,
you find yourself very rational.
In the face of character incompatibility.
You laugh a little, it hurts a little.
A little rain, a little bit is normal,
would you like to fly …
you can find a bit of relaxation by doing nothing.
The mind is rearranged.
It is written, slowly,
without thinking about doing it quickly.
I’m looking for a new expedient,
to be with people,
do it normally.
I’m still silent,
still a little distrustful, a little bit I don’t care,
I think about it and don’t think about it …
With the wounds inside.
What I think is what matters,
no one can say for sure what the turning point will be.
What will tomorrow be like,
which will be done with my hands.
Nobody knows it’s really over here,
I’m finally at peace with my decision,
to wait how it will be,
to stay in this city,
to respect my will.
I am finally beginning to be calm And feel my heart warm.