By Mac Guerreiro

It’s gone,
A huge chunk,
For how long?
Has it always been missing?
Eye’m trying to listen,
To give myself what eye need,
Eye’m trying but failing,
Grasping at nothings,
Because eye don’t know the difference between need and want,
Do eye want to be held,
Or do eye need it?
Eye can’t move,
So my brain does,
“You could have what you want,
If you hadn’t gone back to sleep,
Maybe you could have gone to him,”
It’s right,
Eye’m wrong,
Eye’ve been sitting here too long,
Because getting up means accepting,
Accepting that it’s all missing,
This enormous,
Important piece,
Eye want to eat,
Eye want to sleep,
Eye want to...

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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