IT

Don´t know much about it.

Don´t know how to deal with it.

Don´t know what to do about it.

Don´t know if it is good.

Don´t know if it is bad.

Don´t know if it is right.

Don´t know if it is wrong.

Don´t know if it will be a long wait.

Don´t know if it will be a short wait.

Don´t know what the outcome will be.

Don´t know if it will hurt me.

Don´t know if it will cure me.

Don´t know if it will suck me up.

Don´t know if it will spit me out.

Don´t know if it will make me delighted.

Don´t know if it will make me boisterous.

Don´t know if it will bring serenity.

Don´t know if it will bring a broken heart.

Don´t know if it makes me bewildered.

Don´t know if it makes me clearheaded.

Don´t know if I will become mindful.

Don´t know if I will become thoughtless.

Don´t know when it will end.

Don´t know how it will end.

I just don´t know.

 

Written: October 7, 2025

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Loneliness, Pain, Darkness

 

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In the darkness, every thought resonates intensely,

And suffering finds more space to manifest.

This suffering falls heavily on tired shoulders.

Open eyes dispel the sleep that seems comfortable.

The clock insists on recording the time that doesn't pass,

Loneliness whispers truths that no one dares to admit.

Each sigh is a silent scream in the emptiness of the heart.

Silence is deeper than any word.

However, when a delicate line of dawn traces the horizon,

In varying shades of red and orange,

The pain, though still present, surrenders to the emerging light.

 

Translated from Portuguese: October 6, 2025