By Mac Guerreiro Maybe it’s the obvious lack of desire,Maybe it’s my eagerness to play,Maybe it all has to do with something that happened to me,Something minor,With major consequences,Maybe
By Mac Guerreiro My therapist said,She often encounters familiar stages,Stages of motivation to be exact,It seems that this is not a simple thing,There are steps,Desire,Observation,Preparation,And only after do we encounter action,This put me at ease,It reassured me,That eye am exactly where Eye’m meant to be.
By Mac Guerreiro Eye know what eye need,More or less,Eye just can’t seem to actualize it.
By Mac Guerreiro He said that now we have history,Now we have pages in The Book of Us.
By Mac Guerreiro It feels like so then it doesn’t. Eye’m not gonna worry about it, doesn’t serve me anyway. Just keep going day by day.
By Mac Guerreiro Eye used to thrive being so busy. Perhaps because it allowed me to dull the inner chatter. If one is moving from thing to thing barely every taking the time to breathe she won’t notice all of her deserted parts calling out to her. She’ll just move along, on and on until …
By Mac Guerreiro Trending upwards as he likes to say, It’s not daily, But it’s not that it’s not everyday, Some days it is, Others there’s a delay, Eye’m trending upwards either way.
By Mac Guerreiro Are you here to stay? Please tell me you’re not just waiting to slip away.
By Mac Guerreiro Eye can only do it so much, Trying to stay in touch, With that part of me that can see, See completely.
By Mac Guerreiro The space between, The place of not knowing, Until you do.