She grew up alone in a gloomy night, behind the small details she hid, far from the sparkling and dazzling life.
Her routes were unconventional, her mornings, her twilights, and her joy. Heavy rain was her shelter and her escape. She imagined a world inside the fabrications of the actual life.
She was a fairy from a dark chapter, and her lover stayed in her delicate vision.
Nameless and unknown to actual figures, she was born transparent and shapeless, life eluded her.
Without those unseen gapes, condemnation will be a rope around her neck.
She grew up alone in a gloomy night, behind the small details, she hid with a powerful prayer.
She stood alone against a cruel world.

Artwork by SNLI