For far too long, her fingertips remain frozen, sleeping on the surface of the black keys,
The screen blink, blink, blinks in impatience
And as much as she wants to respond, she’s still
B u f f e r i n g…
An eternity goes by
Waiting for a ‘Set! Go!’
Precious time dedicated to mastering the craft
Becomes wasted hours of slow breaths, frustrated sighs, and failed attempts to light a match that was never meant to spark.
‘Change the world’
‘Chase your dreams’ are all just doormats she scrapes her feet against
Before walking straight into a brick wall.
Written October 2, 2018 9:45 AM