Set Free

If you love someone set them free...I never understood that saying...mainly because I never set any one I love free. The thing is..I have a fundamental problem with attachment..I cannot let go. I cannot let go of people, my old toys, my favourite clothes, shoes I don't wear..even my old Noddy book!! Everything that has ever made a difference in my life is kept in my life..until circumstances necessitate letting go..like breaking up!! (Even then I have sometimes not let go)

What is this human need we have to cling on to what 'made' us happy..as if that is the only thing that will ever make us so happy and nothing will ever compare or even be able to provide that level of happiness....This raises another thought...why do we need people or things to make us happy????...honestly, I have asked myself that question a lot of times and come to the same conclusion..'We just do..live with it'..never an answer..its just a premise that I am forced to accept for now..

Today I advised somebody to let go of their attachment..so set someone else free and in the process set themselves free of the torture of having to give in to convention that life is a give and take relationship. If u get u must give..isn't that unfair? What if I didn't ask to get....do I still have to give? Life doesn't make a very obvious allowance for being selfish and self centered...for obvious reasons..we need the selfless for the world to function...to give ;)

There is one more aspect....is the reason I can't set anyone free because they never set me free....because they never let me go...because I'm perpetually held on to and what actually the problem is…is my lack of courage to tell them to let me go...to just set me free...so that I can stop being trapped in this world that I know isn't good for me and believing that its my lack of will power and inabilit to let go that is holding me in it…..while all this while..I'm actually chained down by the false belief that I'm actually wanted here...I'm not wanted...just trapped.

Tranquility

I wait in my closed quarters for tranquility to set in
Breathe in the stale air of never having been let in
My mind wanders off to a different place
Maybe there I will find peace
Its a momentary lapse of memory of the reality that surrounds me

The blood in my veins get polluted by my lies
Let it all go and close my eyes
Set free to roam around a bright starry sky
All alone not a soul
Even if I scream..my shouts would go unheard
Maybe..just maybe this is meant to be my misunderstood reality