I'm going to turn this picture into something philosophical.
Once you find and take control, you run with it in fear of losing it again, but also when you take it some one loses it. They search and search and search for it until one day they give up hope and end it all. Maybe it could also go the other path, they search for control and one day they find it, but then they would have to take it from some one else and make them begin their search. In other words, cherish what you have and never lose sight of what you have.