The Pandemonium of My Thoughts

         Amid the silence of my mind, notions dwell. With my tightly closed mouth, a myriad of words shout. My feeble mind is over powered by several disturbing questions. Tell me, what is this delirium for?
           
        Every second, every minute, and every day, thoughts pile up in my brain, leaving a bunch of questions yet to be answered. A treasure chest with a key somewhere waiting to be found. Similar questions and puzzles visit me every single day, expecting to be noticed and put to priority. Yet still, they are ignored. Then again, the cycle continues until they are at peace.
          
        Worries....the fear of the unknown- the tomorrow. So many 'what ifs' in my mind. What if stronger tides await me as the dawn breaks  for a new day? The worries I keep on bringing wherever I go seem to be more massive as time passes by. My mind is already full of predictions. I am tired of it. I am full of predictions to the extent that most will never happen, even in the centuries to come.
          
        Each day I struggle, striving to overcome every obstacle no matter how hard it is. The mysteries of my life seem to never end. The fact that no living soul on this world has not encountered any trial. Life has no trial and error method that once you have made a mistake, you can repeat again and again until you perfect things. I say, challenges make you do things NOW or NEVER.

I, honestly, can't describe myself as an optimistic person nor a pesimistic one.I stic kto the truth that in reality, lif cannot be always like one in heaven. Thus, life is full of surprises. Yet surprise doesn't always mean something you will like- it may displease you. No person on earth experiences full time of daily bliss, nor day-to-day burden of problems. The balance of trials and relief, sorrow and joy, frustration and rest- that what makes life beautiful. For it is in our downcast and tears where we learn to stand up and it is in our success and gladness where we learn to give. 
Bottom line, life is indeed a maze. One makes choices of which pathway to use, to go slow or to hurry things, to give up or remain strong. And as you journey, you will meet people who are also solving the mysteries of their life. It is your choice whether you will let them join your quest or not. All you have to do is to enjoy the gift of life.

Hear ends the long-kept cry of my mind. Thoughts waiting to be blurted out in any possible way have just turned into words on this screen. My mind has relieved once again. Worries, problems, and hopes- these are just three of the many things that keep on roaring in my mind.

Now, it is time for you to grab a paper and a pen and begin writing the pandemonium of your thoughts.