October 12.

I closed my eyes and see you there filled up my space

And I don’t want you up there

Controlling my mind for you to be within every line or stanzas I make

To be alive again

In the world I killed.


October 8.

‘I hate crying ’cause i don’t know what i’m still crying for.’
-Ana Reyes
Ps: I just really don’t know which is which anymore. Maybe words are not enough so there were the tears.

October 5.

‘Sometimes I hate being alone, ’cause sadness consumes me.’
-Ana Reyes
Ps: Not just sometimes, i think all the time, ’cause i always ending up crying.