Ocean.

I find myself standing here
Hundreds of miles from home
Full of things akin to fear
And once more I feel alone

And I miss her way too much
For when I'm hating being me
I only need her voice, her touch
She soothes me like the sea

I'm staring out at endless blue
Where the horizon looks too long
I’m lost at sea with naught to do
For my swimming skills aren’t strong

The waves breathe deeply on the sand
While the seagulls chant her name
I have her image here at hand
But it could never be the same

Far beyond sand castle spires
The Titanic sits and slumbers
Sea, keep your shells tucked in your mire
For her eyes are mine, bright umber

The tide will take me back to shore
Or pull me further out to sea
It doesn't matter anymore
For the beach is so damn lonely

Brine keeps crawling up my nose
I feel like drifting off to sleep
Surrendering to Davy Jones
And the horrors of the deep

I shall dream of only peaceful things
While the Sun burns me to a crisp
I shall ignore where it still stings
The spot she last touched my lips

I'll always miss her more than land
But the oyster hides its pearl
And won’t open in my shriveled hand
While I'm anchored in this world

So the hurricanes and whirlpools
Will drag me down to rest
For, while in life, I was a fool
In my dreams I am her best