My Friend

Living on the beach could be fun,
but only if I was the only one looking
for seashells in the morning, at lunch,
and at sunset.

Don't come closer; I've got to go,
back to my beach house
where the words are waiting for me.

When I feel like I am falling,
I feel like I am falling; I can't
get to solid ground.

The waves, and the jelly fish
engulf me, your love escapes me.

Sure as I'm sure I escape it,
the sand surrounds my feet, again.
The best shell; I've found it, again.
It is my friend.