Saturday, October 02, 2010

Friday, 1st October 2010


A few days alone.

She'd time aplenty to think, in a dark room, with nary a sound. Occasionally, a few notes escaped from within her, a constant furrow upon her forehead, her eyes fixated upon the sheets of formulae and questions, endlessly, endlessly doing.

The blood drummed in her head as she racked her brains. Why couldn't she get it? The others made it look so simple, so effortless. It wasn't fair, all the work she put in seemed to slip through the grills like sand. They kept her locked in her own prison.

If only the others knew her secret.

1 comment:

Unknown said...

She shouldn't worry about the others!!