The autobiography of Bliss

I was the prison I was trying to break free from. I was the one standing guard to make sure I didn’t escape, but my heart was the doorway, and the key master, my love had the password. Love knew the bouncer, the mat ride of my heart. Love has VIP access-never waits in line, just passes all the bullshit by while walking strait in. Love packed its bags, creativity planned the itinerary, and they both made an exit. “We need a vacation”, they said. Mischievous they were-I was tricked. “Get a journal”, they advised. Innocent enough, I thought. They were plotting against me the whole time-secretly sabotaging my structure, my walls, my security. They escaped through my pen screaming out of the page “I’m free; no longer your prisoner” -My not so innocent white cottontail dancing page to page.

I’ve got to find the white rabbit!

www.theautobiographyofbliss.com

The autobiography of Bliss

slimpmp20

Mobile, United States

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excerpt from my upcoming book

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