By Mac Guerreiro This is all we can do,Each one of us has the tools,We can choose to use them or we can toss them aside,Decide to hide,Hide from the light,From the responsibility of setting others free,Because we have had the privilege to be.
Author Archives: Mystical Mac
Gaps
By Mac Guerreiro The legends are told,Time and time again till they’re old,And as they age pieces begin to fade,Key pieces,The ones that make sense of the whole,Without them the stories don’t hold,Not properly,Incompletely,And the gaps widen with time,Until someone finally decides to set it right.
Illogical
By Mac Guerreiro Eye really wanted you you tonight,Want,Eye really want you,Your lips on my face,Your ravenous embrace,Eye long to feel the way your biceps curl,Around me,Your hands pulling me closer,You’re my home,And tonight eye feel denied,Eye know it isn’t like that,Please believe that eye know,It doesn’t make this feeling any less so.
Grooving
By Mac Guerreiro It’s not huge,Can’t quite call it a rhythm,But it’s the closest eye’ve gotten,Finally finding a system,Something that works for me,My own caldron,With all of my dreams,A small basket for the day to day,It genuinely feels as if Eye’m finding my way.
Reopening
By Mac Guerreiro It feels that every time the stitches begin to set,One comes loose,Threatening to reopen the wound entirely,Eye don’t know how to not fret,Eye don’t know how to not expect the worst,Eye don’t know how because of the very first,And every one after that,Eye wish eye could be better for you,More healed,More aware,More.
A Step
By Mac Guerreiro The start of any journey,Great or small,All things in life require steps,And to take the first,Is one of the bravest things one could do.
An Investment
By Mac Guerreiro That’s how eye’d like to see it,The action it takes,To go where Eye’m headed,A place in which eye am at cause,Deriving my abundance,Through my talents and skills,As opposed to through someone else,An investment,In time and energy,But towards things eye truly enjoy doing,Finding that joy again,Is my greatest mission,Learning to enjoy this journey […]
My Why
By Mac Guerreiro My reason for picking up the brush, The pencil, My feet, My reasons for creating, Why did eye start? When did eye stop creating from the heart? Now Eye ask, How do eye get back?
Can We?
By Mac Guerreiro Can we stop the shame? The blame? Can we simply amicably play the game?
Surrendering
By Mac Guerreiro It looks differently than eye imagined, Where eye thought eye’d push harder, Eye’m releasing my grip, Where eye thought eye’d be doing more, Eye am removing things from my “must do’s,” Eye’m honoring the primitive ones, The ones whom didn’t get to grow, The ones whom got banished before eye could even […]
