A Jungle
In college we were taught how to survive the corporate world and its eternal jungle of stress and believe you me, i thought was hardened enough to be able to survive but like in any jungle, fate can easily turn her head and leave you either smiling or wanting.
Everyday is a struggle everyday is a battlefield to win, yet no matter how many battles you win or enemies you cut down the war will never end. The fight will exhaust you, tire you, and betray you just to save yourself. The corporate life is cold, hard and Ruthless - the next usually harder than the former. People will never cease to claw their way to the top, every level a new round without leeway or advantage. This corporate jungle dictates who survive, its be eat or be eaten, your strength, hope, and self is rubbed till it's none, this jungle will present itself with all the beauty in the world offering the best of the bounty, but along with its magnificence is the risk of losing yourself. Pleasure, ecstasy it will be given to you - handed to you basketful; reality is like that, we work our backs till we break, put more effort than anyone else just to have a taste of that pleasure being handed to us. But it will never be "enough". The word "enough" doesn't exist in this corporate jungle, this eternal battlefield is fighting just to attain being enough. You are caught in the drive to taste the sweet nectar of success, and when have achieved it you will lose yourself and sever ties till u are left alone with the success as your only company. You are an animal ever vigilant, watching, and guarding the precious success and achievements that you have gained. You fight ruthless battles, you dive into bloodshed to maintain your place, each one and everyone is a thief in your eyes waiting for you go to sleep take away what's yours.
The struggles and rewards has driven you to insanity. Lost, and will never be found. Yet every time you still go into war, limbs or hair means nothing, they are expendable pieces of materials needed to succeed to protect. Soon you will fall to the ground, your eyes staring at the sky, for the first time in a long time you gaze at it - it's blue. The clouds pass by you and you realize, life has passed by, and look around you, you are alone. No one was there, and the success that you fought for was now taken away by another. You have lost the one thing that you placed value on, now you are nothing. You try to stand up, seeking revenge, yet again you fall. All has been taken, you are stripped of everything. Silently you ask yourself, "What now?" Unknowingly you forced yourself to stand, you walked towards that jungle that made you as you are and allowed yourself to be devoured.