Head-On Collision

by Mac Guerreiro

No flower blooms year-round,
Yet eye must,
No seeds grow without sun,
Yet that's my expectation,
How is my dearest companion,
Also my most fierce foe?
How deep does the self-hatred go?
For all the times eye fall short to a too-long rope,
When will eye finally decide,
To tighten this tightrope.

Published by Mystical Mac

Born in Brazil and raised in California eye am an artist better identified as a conscious creator and intuitive healer. My gift for storytelling in various forms as well as my keen perception into the metaphysical allows me to share my perspective in ways that eye hope are of help and use to those around me. Thank you for reading, listening and watching; it means the world to me.

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