Let me be free

“Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live.”
Norman Cousins

While life seems precious, worth sacrificing for.
I ask myself, is death any different?
To be released, to be free from any earthly desires as Buddha once said.
To put away those worries, regrets and sorrows.
Stored neatly in rows while living, cast far away in death.
Is there no freedom from what’s been thrown in front of us throughout life?
Some cherish the small sweets derived from the treasures they’ve spent their whole lives looking for.
I ask, why spend years, decades trying to find that one thing that keeps you grounded when the skies wait.
Patiently carrying pillows of clouds, silently staring down at the crazy
destructiveness of life.
There is nothing keeping me grounded, no rope, no concrete shoes, yet I stay where I stand. Wondering why.
Why I fear the emptiness, nothingness of death. Why do I fear having all my regrets and stolen loves cast away.
Why I do I fear not having to abide by rules, laws and punishments.
Is it because I do have a reason to live?
A reason to stay, a use.
I grow tired of having to find my reason for living, my reason in life.
Yet it’s a question I want unanswered.
I do admit I have likes and loves in this world.
However, wherever I am in this world, I am never care free.
I am never let off this leash that’s bound to my neck.
Keeping me away from what’s really aching my heart and soul.
Let me be free.