Trance
There she sat
With a pen in her hand
Scrawling words across a piece of paper
Creating worlds beyond others imagination
The "real" world kept moving around her
She stayed unchanged
She didn't see the glances and whispered words thrown her way
Her drink sat untouched to her left
She wrote
And wrote
To the point her hand started to cramp up
She didn't stop
Her butt was numb
And her legs were pins and needles
She didn't stop
Her back was on fire
Light was fading from the sky
Her hair fell delicately into her face
She brushed it away
She didn't stop
The worker came and tapped her shoulder
Only then did she stop
She looked up
The trance she had been in was broken
She looked as if she was just woken from a deep sleep
Her dream long lost
She looked confused as her surroundings slowly faded into her minds consciousness
She eyed everything as if looking for a key or a missing puzzle piece
Seeing nothing
She was lost
