Welcome to the Shitshow!

Welcome to the show! Wake up, class, work, homework, and more dramatic scenes of life, it is a plague. Overcoming the world of perfect disaster and trying to reign in the emotions of life, I feel like living is more of a chore than an experience. Students are slaves of a society that requires perfection, but does not live by it. Sitting in class struggling with life and its constant turmoil, I realized that people are all puppets controlled by a narcissistic group of imbeciles claiming to be of a higher standard because of their education. Each puppet is forced to regurgitate the information that has been forced into them through the use of textbooks, and notes. But, who is watching the show? People around the world are looking through the looking glass trying to find a way to turn back time, only to be disappointed as the sand slips through life’s cracks, grain by grain towards infinite death. One more paper, one more exam, one more opportunity to prove our imperfections, what the hell are we living for? I'm in hell!!! So all I have to say is welcome to the shit show!!!!! Enjoy the ride and hold on tight, because college life is nothing but a rollercoaster of despair, heart ache, headaches, and chaos. You’re not alone!! We all can’t take it sometimes, so just scream, yell, kick, and punch, because life is a shit show, and there is nothing we can do to change it! (Sorry that this is blunt and lacks hope, but right now my hands are bloody from fighting and I can’t hear the buzzer to end the match. Sorry!) My life is a shit show, and God, I can’t wait for the curtain call!!!!

Misty Paths Unwind

Each day is one step further on a path that leads to our uncertain future. Behind is left a small imprint, or impression of where we have been and what we have done. Trees line the way and shield us from the light of day, as it shines too bright for our eyes to bare. We wander through the forest of life, searching for the answers. With dragging feet we stumble through life as lifeless tiny dancers. Although the path is laid out clear before us and the trees are perfectly still, everyone at one point or another forgets how it is to feel. Living in a world of black and white, we stay upon the glimmering road. We all are searching for a way to escape this clay fit mold. Each step taken is one more glance into the narrowing scene, and if we look hard enough we might see who we will be. But, as I walk fear becomes me and the sky is no longer clear. With each pace I take toward life the water soon consumes me. The road I saw was just an illusion and the realization has finally occurred. The path that seemed to lead to heaven is paved with the tears of the world. Drowning within the silence of the forest a scream cannot disturb. The grace and peace of life’s long journey is shattered within the mist. Black and white, the color lays dormant, and the trees whisper a rumbling hiss. Follow the road that is marked out and we will drown in our own self delusions. Or take a journey through the hidden paths and find the hidden truths, and sooner or later you may find that life’s secrets lie in you.