SponsoredRoni Kabeya
Whenever it dropped from the sky, she believed it was the God's weeping for how he had betrayed her. And whenever she drank it for survival, she believed it was a necessary poison To keep her alive so she could always remember his face. Where others saw life, She saw it as the kidnapper of the only person who could make her feel alive. Where others were baptized and believed they were born again, she only saw the killer of the baby who used to revive her identity. She spent decades blaming herself for why she could not be a hero for him, now she uses the waters as a mirror to see the only person she can truly save. Art Piece by Mona Taha
