What Happened?

By Mac Guerreiro

There was a time when eye’d drive there,
To the places my heart is calling to,
There was a time my hands would move,
And my brain would keep its mouth shut,
Eye’d smell the sea air before parking,
Eye’d move towards her,
Or eye might drive back his way,
Not to him but to the place,
The place my skates have recently called home,
Eye’ve much desire,
Yet in the way of courage eye’ve none,
So eye drive,
Hoping the notes eye hear bring out my own song,
One of tears and sobs eye can’t explain,
What happened to the girl from before,
Who would go if her heart asked her to?
If she’s still in here she seems to be lost,
And eye need to find here whatever the cost.

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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