Trapped

The complications of a single clinging emotion; the fear of Death; the abstractness of a world that seems but cannot be. We spend a lifetime breaking things down, making life simple, only to create a complicated little mess of muddled feelings, of lingering thoughts. Of dissatisfaction; of the complete opposite of simple. For simplicity is what this world lacks. What we call 'mundane' is in fact a complicated cluster of abstractness called life. We seem to be in love with the complexities put forward to us. We claim to try to simplify life, but we simply fail. Miserably. So we exist, with no peace of mind, with thoughts and feelings and emotions that weigh us down to this worldly world. And then, we are trapped. Deprived of any trace of freedom that might have once existed within us.