In the sprouting leaves, in the bareness of tress. Blood and tears shed, as the last leaf fall.
On-goin. Tagalog, English.
May consist of vulgar words, and trigger content.
I grew up conscious with the reality of life. At the young age, I faced different problems that almost pulled my existence. I lose my faith as I lose my family. And he came. With just a snap, everything changed. He taught me how to appreciate myself, he taught me how to love, and because of him, I started to hold on to my faith. He is my Family. But he came at a wrong situation where most of the leaves of my life are falling.
As leaves fall, I'm fading.