Consciously Rough

By Mac Guerreiro It’s my choice, it’s my choice. That’s what eye tell myself because it is; just happens Eye’m usually in places where my choices aren’t so difficult to stick to. Not that there’s even a thought of not sticking, though the option might be nice. It’s nice till eye take it and eye …

Anxious Insight

By Mac Guerreiro Eye’m starting to see, Eye’m starting to see how this isn’t about me, How a trail of hurt has left you scarred, How for you this “relationship thing” is already hard, Eye’ve been feeling wronged, Because if roles were flipped forgiveness would have already been a given, Bringing you closer to me …

Making Room

by Mac Guerreiro She was always told “you’re too much.” Her feelings, her opinions, the intensity with which she appeared to do everything. Eventually as her voice became louder, a coping mechanism for being “trapped” in a small frame, the idea became “you’re too loud.” With all of this criticism towards an energy that was …

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