Why don't you drink Oh Man?

Why dont you drink oh Man?

Aren't you sad, mad, frustrated, irritated, annoyed, upset or simply tired in your life? Or have you risen above these 'petty' emotions of Thy Human Heart and your smile and virtues have outshined 'em all? Has your hair greyed, buoyed with wisdom earned from the journey of your experiences? Has your soul learnt to endure pain and your mind has mastered supreme control?

Why don't you drink oh Man?

Has the craziness of your youth left you? Doesn't intoxication attract you? Don't you like to dance to the tunes of fun? Doesn't the giggle of the 'buzz' tickle your bone any more?  Doesn't the 'high' of the head make you jump?

Why don't you drink oh Man?

Are you afraid to lose control? Are you afraid of the demons that hide in your head that might just pop out for a bit? Or do the people scare you? Or their opinions of you?

Why don't you drink oh Man?

Is the mundane more bright than the eccentricity? Is the middle road more wide, than the beauty on the sides?

Why don't you drink oh Man? Why don't you?

Disclaimer: I don't work for an alcohol company neither is my intention to promote drinking.

I write this in the middle of the darkness, when my mind is like an octopus with its thoughts-like tentacles tugging and pulling me in varied directions that I am unable to rest in this stillness of night. The only thing that occurs to me is to drown this creature in alcohol letting him swim in it while i close my eyes and sleep.