The greatest sorrow

We find that the greatest sorrow of our lives is this :
We take up something and cling, with no desire to give it up. We know that it is hurting us, it's bad for us, that any further clinging will only bring misery on us. Still, we cannot detach ourselves form it.
The bee comes to sip honey, its feet gets stuck and it cannot go away.
Why are we here..? We came here to sip honey, but got stuck in the honeypot. We get caught though we came to catch. We came to enjoy, but we are being enjoyed. We come to rule, but we ate being ruled. Happiness is a hare and we are fox.  Our foolish boats lean, broken, lovelorn on the shores of remorse.
When we know that we are being worked upon by other minds, we must detach, quit. Surrender everything, but not the peace of your mind.
We get caught... how ? We get caught by not what we give, but what we expect. We get misery in return for our love : not from the the fact that we love, but from the fact that we desire love in return. Want is the father of all miseries, desires are crooked and thus bring misery.

Detachment is the absolute mantra for freedom.