Philosopher's Pen

The tenth bottle of beer did the magic It is all it took to pour out all that was bottled in him Often quietness and strength are all he shows  A smile, contentment and a problem free look But the bottle freed it all He was not drunk, he was just in pain Pain he wished to let go, or himself gone He lifted the bottle as if it was a little child, Looked at it feeling a sense of regret and love, Then to the bottle he unbottled the content of his aching heart asking, Have you wished you were never born? Have you wished to be gone before the next dawn? Have you ever felt betrayed by life and love? Have you ever asked your self if it is fair that you are alive? Have you asked who you would betray if you were to die? Of course you can't you are just a bottle of beer You can't talk yet you comfort me so I will tell you I am not strong enough to live in this world As much as I want to I am not brave enough to fight As much as that is the only option left I am not smart enough love As mu

Being the best is not easy Making it to the top does not make life comfortable The sky is limitless and as we are The sky is as high as we can see Above the storm, the sky is always blue And the day still shines, it never dulls The eagle does not complain of the storm After she has learned to fly above the clouds In life, you prepare for one day When it comes you need to know how to hold your wings The eagle never grows weary The price of giving up is higher than holding on Life is a choice that you make Whether you fly above or below the stormy clouds however, neither is easy but each has a prize Every choice has a reward Living is everyone's dream There is never a time in life that is hopeless If you have that feeling, you are in the wrong place You need to change your position and fly above the storm