"Unconscious in the amidst of a world of your own,
Thoughts and emotions spinning around you,
The weight of the world seemingly pulling you down,
Muscles contracting uneasily and lungs clenching like a fist,
You feel choked and tied up like a dead knot"

Who are we?
What is the purpose of life?
Why do we exist?
When will we depart?

Emotions take control of us unknowingly.
It's tough making decisions.
Quarrels and disagreements occur.
We all make mistakes.
Forgiveness always doesn't come easy.
If we could only feel emotionless.
It's impossible.
But I know..
Death is peaceful.