I am from a flower,

from the dry dirt,

and moon.

I am from the thorns and weeds.

I am from the ugly,

from the lifeless, and from the broken.

I am from the vacant place, the empty place.

I'm from darkness and nothing,

from blood and pain.

I'm from the stars and skies.

From a dream and night.

I'm from the soil,

the cold Earth.

I'm from the abandoned.

From the hidden castle and lost stars.

From the isolated.

I am from a beautiful rose, bloomed in a dead garden.