Shadows

By Mac Guerreiro Sometimes this all feels temporary yet more temporary than most things,Sometimes it feels like borrowed time,Sweet, sweet time it is yet borrowed nonetheless,Voices shyly whisper in the depths, reminding me of my fears,Their whispers let me know Eye’m not here,Burrowed in my head eye come up for air, yet Eye’m still neck-deep …

It’s Okay to Not Be Okay

By Mac Guerreiro No distractions today, just all the feelings spilling out of me faster than eye can decipher them. No one’s arms to lie in…. how convenient. The feeling of abandonment is even more visceral when eye’m the one doing the abandoning. So eye cry. All. The. Way. Home. Maybe eye’ll sleep when eye …

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