You know,

eventually you get tired.

As much as you

Can keep us,

must be avoided a little

that certain things,

become like cancers,

like growing tumors

in your mind.

You know,

I think maybe,

at a certain point,

maybe the less you think about things,

more come.

The less you want something,

and more this comes.



Maybe, if I stop thinking about it,

really comes back.


You know,

maybe so,

perhaps the world is the other way around

of me.

I feel that I pulsate inside

The thought of

To have been so wrong

With someone

From having pushed her to disappear…

From my life.

And my heart hurts,

it hurts so much that I try

to get away from the pain.

It’s so unstable,

and it’s so strong.

And I should be stronger than him,

but … I don’t always succeed.

And then the pain tires, a lot.

Fortunately, so at least

I can sleep.

Italian version: https://loscrittorevolante.com/2021/07/30/poesiainstabile/

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