Spark in the Dark

By Mac Guerreiro

Eye’ve forgotten,

The trouble is eye’ve forgotten what Eye’m to remember,

Eye feel so far from that innocent ember,

The one that glowed so fiercely long ago,

And now it’s nothing but a sizzle,

Struggling to stay aglow,

Eye ask myself “what happened?”

And tears rush forth,

The trauma still too much trouble for what it’s worth,

So eye remain in the dark,

Wandering blindly like a lost little lark,

Grasping forward for pieces of myself,

Sometimes this is hell,

Yet on occasion eye grab onto something real,

Something visceral,

Something eye feel with the passion of a thousand suns,

Now eye wait for that ember to grow into one.

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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