By Mac Guerreiro

My hands are shaking,

Eye have a feeling they’ve been shaking all day,

My heart is racing,

Maybe it’s been this way,

Maybe eye just didn’t notice,

A “ball of anxiety”

That started as joke,

But the truth of it set in the more eye spoke,

Eye’m already a whirlwind internally,

Though even the hermit has started to feel a bit stir-crazy,

So much rising,

Every little Mac competes to be seen,

It’s utterly overwhelming,

“How’s my heart?”

Wish you were here to ask,

Because holding it all together feels like the most daunting task.

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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