Spent so long following the beaten path
The one lit up with tales of the right way
But I’ve been on this path for years
And I’m nowhere near where I wanna be
So I’m gonna turn here and
Go down that dark trail
And let the fire in me light the way
Tempting me with the easy road
The one that’s been tried and true
But for me that just won’t do
I don’t wanna make it to the other side
With my dreams as the sacrifice
made me to be
Continue reading The Creator
Look at the sky
“It’s gray” you’ll say
Cloudy, I know,
but light still finds a way.
Why do you hide behind clouds of sadness
raining down your face,
letting the storm obscure your heart?
There’s more to you
than the pain you’re through
Just like the light that’s hidden away,
find your cracks to shine.
© Máh Lima
(Photo by Lionel Gustave on Unsplash)
A father’s words will shape
his son’s thoughts like clay.
You take a father away and
it’ll leave a young man handicapped.
See most of us are in rehab,
Continue reading The Chosen People
How bizarre it is to live on Earth.
How your life can flip in an instant.
How you think you have vision,
but your sight is actually muffled from sleep,
from believing that enough is all you deserve.
You remain blinded in a puddle of selling yourself short.
The illusion. The mysteries of our world.
The fine, near invisible line
that only some are lucky enough to notice and conquer.
Continue reading Waves, Until They Weren’t
After being watered
& held by
the rain for so long,
I wondered if
I would just drown
because I was only
surrounded by the
sounds of oceans
and the pounds of
Continue reading The Rain Loved My Eyes
You had a dream. You had plans and things seemed to be in order. Until they weren’t. Until they changed. And that person you trusted with your everything turned into someone else. And you ask yourself how you didn’t see it coming, how could you not know. But you didn’t, because you trusted them, you believed them. And you blame yourself. But it’s not your fault. You can’t be guilty of trusting the good you were showed. You are not guilty of believing they felt the same way about your life, your dreams… because they said they did. Because they showed you they did. Because they planned that life with you. Before they turned into everything you wanted to run away from. And it’s hard to turn around and see your dream have turned into a nightmare. But it’s harder to pretend you didn’t see it. So you fight if you must. You run if you must. And you start again. But you never, ever stop believing. In yourself. And in the good you see in others.
© Máh Lima
For us it’s a dream
just to make it to
the next day,
with at least
one door on the
hinges and a crumb
of bread on our
styrofoam plates, Continue reading Too Much to Face Tomorrow
I never wanted you to take one of those Flowers sitting on one of those boxes
or to pack up your love,
And get ready to send them off to face
I never wanted you to say goodbye,
To think that this was it
Even though most of your reality
With him was toxic.
I never wanted to see you
Sitting in any pew,
the morning of a
Not for him especially,
not for anyone.
Continue reading Breaking While Pushing Forward