November 08, 2010

Short Story-13

Once again she collided with the wall of the past. It had grown longer, sturdier and thicker somehow. Piled up, she thought.

She wanted parts of it broken. Will a slap do? Will anything heal?

Some walls cannot be broken. They'll be there to shamefully remind us of all our failings. To taunt.

1 comment

Anonymous said...

walls are meant to protect one's property....if it is strong enough to jail someone within its hold...the whole purpose stands conflicted...the past is always a mirror for us to reflect upon, draw inspiration from and most important - LEARN....

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