Reina• Show poetry

I have my own unique style.


I can't write just to write that is not how my words get to express my feelings. I have to be feeling something.


I don't really like to talk to people about my life problems. So I sit down with my notebook and write all my feelings down on a paper.


This is the only way that I could survive during this life time. This is my own special way to connect and interact with myself.


This is the reason why I wake up to live a new life everyday.
With out this special gift I really don't think that I would have survive what goes on in my life.


This is my passion my gift and I enjoy using the gift that I have in me.


I love doing what I do and hopefully I'll never stop.











"I AM"


I am who
I am
I be who
I be


I say what
I do
I do what
I say


And there is
No one who is
Going to step
in my way.











"I'M"



I'm the person
that God wants
me to be



But on the real
I'm the person
that mixes with chemistry


I live my dreams
by doing what I
do everyday.


My Passion
My Love
And my Everything


"My Poetry"













"Love"


What is there to say
It comes and goes
But usually there was no need for it to stay


No words can express what there really is there
but the word itself


But when there is darkness and only that one
special moment next to you


This is all you can think of


""""LoVe""""












"Mi Amor"


Lo quer mas dia a dia

No se lo digo, ni para nada

Lo quero mas y mas

Pero mis parablas se fueron












"Good Bye"



My tears are shattered
That burning fire

My screaming get louder and louder everytime
Not knowing that it was just the begining of my suffering

My bloody tears just came out more and more every time
Not knowing that death was on the way

The life of the innocent was already on its way
Never had the chance to live up there dreams

They just flurished away with out even the chance of saying


"Good Bye"