Bliss?

Bliss. I have yet to fully find you. My mind is constantly replaying the images of the past, present, and future over and over again each and every day. Will I ever reach that point to where my mind isn't always trying to make the next move in this chess game we call life? Perhaps it shall, when I am dead. But I relish this time of constant worry because I fear one day I may lose it all. Shall I sit and become a meaningless soul waiting to rot my existence?  Tonight, perhaps. The music in the background has a lulling effect on my senses and I am slipping into a sort of mind coma. Ahhhh so this is what it is like not to think about fighting parents, seven classes of school work, hundreds of judging students watching your every move, and mindless chatter that leads to nowhere. Haha, there I go again....thinking. 

Reviews

[Writingfox]

Hmm this is quite thought provoking. Can one ever find TRUE bliss? I wonder. Yet it is what we all strive for. Well done.

[Hoosier Belle]

agree with poetic wolf. I like this, makes me think. Nicely done.

[Wolfwind Words]

Bliss happens when the heart and the mind are bound together in their providence over the soul. I find that once it happens, one can never look back upon anything else with good conscious.

Great Words!
Wolfie