2018 reading list

I’ve always wanted to make an easy to see list of my yearly readings. I’m not good at keeping up with sites like goodreads and skoob… So I thought it would be a great thing if I could keep a visual cover list for myself and maybe I’d keep updating it…

So here it is! The books I’ve read this year:


Self Actualization – Genre: Urban Arts

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)

Originally Written and posted at: Genre: Urban Arts

Dear You – Genre: Urban Arts

It’s not the end of the world, although that’s how it seems. Some of the scars you’ll gain. you will try to hide. Some you’ll show on your skin. On your darkest moments, you’ll cry alone in a corner hidden from the world, but you’ll be alright. Even though it seems like no one really cares, that is not the whole truth. People show affection differently. And yes, she loves you. All the negative judgment and beliefs you’ll build will surely be torn down. It’s ok to recede inside that shell if it means you’ll stay alive. It’s ok to numb yourself if it will get you through it all. You will grow through this. I am letting you know, so remember: life will beat you down, but you will get up.
© Máh Lima

Originally Written and posted at: Genre: Urban Arts

The You in My Dreams #1


I often dream of you. How do I know? I don’t know. But I know it’s you. And we’re going to be OK. One day when we meet, be it in this lifetime or the next. Or in the in between. We will know who we are even before we know how we feel. And you and I will remember all the times we met in those dreams. And the silver line that linked us elsewhere and kept us from staying together, forever, where time wasn’t exactly what it is right now; and going somewhere was only a matter of wishing to be there and we would be.

© Máh Lima

My North


The moment I saw you, I knew you were my North. Nevertheless, I kept going south. I didn’t want us to be, because I wanted it too much. What really scared me was that I saw myself changing and when I looked at the mirror, I couldn’t recognise that girl anymore. You made me feel like a stranger in my own body. And that was terrifying.

I stumbled and fell many times. But I kept walking opposite to you. I look in the mirror and I know who I am. I look into my eyes and I find you there. Forever a memory I can’t forget. Forever a pull I can’t sever. Forever the only home I have ever known and the one I so quickly ran away from.
© Máh Lima

Do you?


Do you know me?
Because sometimes I thought I knew you
But I don’t know you anymore.

Do you hear me?
Because sometimes I thought I heard you
But I don’t hear you anymore.

Do you see me?
Because sometimes I thought I saw you
But I don’t see you anymore.

Do you feel me?
Because sometimes I thought I felt you
But I don’t feel you anymore.

Do you understand me?
Because sometimes I thought I understood you
But I don’t understand you anymore.

Are you following this?
Because I was wrong about all I knew
And I don’t want to be wrong anymore.

© Máh Lima


hold on, pain ends
Because I prefer to believe it does. Because it has happened before. Because I know life is not made of only pain. And I know it’s part of growing up. And growing up ain’t so easy in the type of society we live in… But you know what, most of those so called “grown-ups” haven’t really grown at all… It’s ok to take it slow and figure things out as you go. It’s ok to make some wrong turns. As long as you keep on moving. Isn’t the journey that counts?!
© Máh Lima

Life, The Universe, And Everything


Sometimes living is overwhelming. Simply existing is all we can do and it still drains our energy away. We feel stuck. Like we don’t belong and everything is wrong and what the hell are we doing here…
People come and go and we ask ourselves how can they do that? How can they live, smile and emanate this bright light as if darkness and self doubt never touched them. As if their life was filled with so much happiness and we wonder how can they be happy in a world like this… We compare.
Sometimes we can’t understand that there’s no easy way out, even to that person we think has got it easier. We don’t understand that we’re doing exactly what we hate when people do it to us: we’re judging them.
And you know, I don’t claim to understand life, the universe and everything in between. I’m so small. My soul is still so young. I’ve got so many lifetimes to live. But if there’s one thing I’ve learned, one rule, one major truth, this one thing that is supposed to make it all worthwhile: we just need to love.

© Máh Lima

Smile and let go


How long will you hide inside the pain? If you don’t let go in time it will feel like that’s a part of you, when it’s not… it’s just something that happened to you. Don’t let it define you. Don’t let it make you small. Don’t embody your pain and start living it as your solely truth. You are so much more than the bad things that have happened to you. Cry if you have to. But let it go. Open up. The more you close in, the more it pierces through your skin and bleeds into your blood flow. Stop the process by smiling and being grateful for the lesson. Let it go.
© Máh Lima



They say “go to a place you’ve never been before at least once a year”. I have. In 2016 I went inside myself. I haven’t ever been there. Not in this new configuration. Not with this mindset.

I have slowly and fearfully entered a territory that should have been known by me like the back of my hand. Like I know my house even when the lights are out. But I didn’t. I didn’t know the way or the main attractions or the shortcuts.

Since then I have gotten lost and frustrated. Many times. There’s no point in lying to you about this, it isn’t as easy as it seems. This “love yourself” thing is, in fact, harder than anything else I’ve ever tried. And I have tried a few things.

But honestly, there ain’t anything more worth it than this, either. It’s a bit of an adventure and every time I hit a wall I have to ask myself “why did I build this?” and “how do I go around it or tear it down?”.

I had to look at the ugly, but that’s the usual, we always tend to focus on that. What was really amazing was to look at the beauty. To see the good in me. To know I am full of good too. And to feel it, not just mentally know it but actually feel the good energy reverberating from inside.

It’s not a constant state of mind. I don’t think, in this life, it will ever be. But it’s a bit like meditation, I guess. First you try it for a few seconds. Then one minute. Then every single minute you can stay in that state is a plus.

And all I’m striving for is to reach the furthest I can from where I was yesterday. One day at a time.
© Máh Lima