Good Friend Austin!

If some readers have note yet read this then this was me 25 years ago! You'll understand.

Bottled Courage

I gently set down the bottle, for it is empty just like the last

I thought there could be a glimpse of the future, but with this

drink there is only the past

So I open another bottle, and look down inside the hole

And all that is seen is the darkness,

like a void surrounding my soul

It used to be my friend, and would listen to my ever sin

But with it comfortably by my side,

life's challenge I could never win

So I realize I must say farewell,

no long lasting emotional good byes

I guess you were never a real friend,

no tears tried to escape from my eyes

You used me, or maybe it was I, who used you,

right now I no longer care

That is why I was given two strong shoulders,

for the truth I now  can share

I say so long Mr. Bottle, for you were there when I was in need

But there is no craving for your deceptive support

I finally have been freed.

By Nick Sym