Flawed

By Mac Guerreiro

Eggshells,

You don’t want to feel like you’re walking on eggshells,

Eye get that,

More than you know,

Maybe that has to do,

With why eye am this way,

So attached,

It’s insane,

Truly,

Searching for a sense of control,

In those things eye find the gold,

Bigger issues have been nearly overcome,

So naturally,

Out pops this one,

Coming from the depths of the soul,

A part so frightened she holds onto everything for a sense of control,

Control,

That word shows up again,

Both my enemy and my friend,

Perhaps more of an enemy right about now,

Sending us into a proper freak out,

“We’re flawed”

The little one inside cries,

Flawed through and through,

The tears rushing out of her eyes,

“How could anyone love me too?”

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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