Ground 0

By Mac Guerreiro Eye wish eye could tell you eye deserved that, That my message warranted such a response, Maybe it did, Maybe writing and sending something so mean and aggressive made you feel better, Maybe in hurting me you felt validated, Eye know eye hurt you, Eye knew it when eye apologized, Eye felt …

Eye Made My Bed

By Mac Guerreiro And in that moment eye want to say “eye understand if you don’t want me to come over today anymore.” Eye deliver the pain of the punishment eye feel eye deserve without ever knowing if punishment is even on the horizon. As all this floods into my mind tears flood into my …

Making Sense

By Mac Guerreiro It brings tears to my eyes to read that over again, To be reminded that he really holds my heart gently in his hands, Emotionally aware is a lot to ask yet he’s just that, Just and more, So much more than eye could have asked for, Yet ask eye did and …

Epiphanies w/ Addie

By Mac Guerreiro Today my roommate and eye took a little focusing-helper in order to deep clean the apartment as well as do my taxes, in my case. As eye lay here typing this on my phone my heart still races. That little blue pill is no joke. Eye can certainly see how college students …

Proximate Distance

By Mac Guerreiro It physically hurts to sit here and feel a million miles away, My heart feels tight, As if a mighty hand won’t let it breathe, As if this hand can only squeeze, And squeeze tighter, Then never let go, That’s how it feels to be so close yet so far away from …

Choosing To

By Mac Guerreiro Trusting yet holding compassion for the capacity of trust eye can manage. That’s the real key when it comes to this. It’s not about trusting blindly, parts of me have learned the very hard way that such trust can be deadly. It’s not about holding onto major skepticism; for me, it’s about …

Rain Drops

By Mac Guerreiro My tears fell as the rain began, That’s never happened before, To cry with the sky, To let my tears fall at the same instant as the raindrops, It felt symbolic, Because in that moment eye wanted nothing but to cry as much as the sky, Eye wanted to drain the dread …

Inside Job

By Mac Guerreiro Eye told myself, “25 inches and eye’ll be at peace.” Funny to find myself at 24 and still hyper-vigilant. Still taking too major of an account of everything that enters my body. Still worrying when cravings arise and even more so when eye oblige. Still looking for imperfections now that the waist …

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