I was high laying out on the beach,
when a dead body washed ashore.
It was right before dawn,
The sun was peaking out,
into this horror show.
I clenched the sand and buried my hand,
as this lifeless soul laid before me,
like a beached whale.
What a story it will be.
I wrestled with the thought
of taking a selfie.
But my better side won,
Thank god for that.
This body lay next to me.
Golden hair dimmed by the sea.
This woman with no name,
In a bed of sand.
I wanna hold her hand.
As the sun starts to rise,
I can feel the high wear off.
This feels too real to be impaired.
I say a prayer,
And give a hell Mary.
And walk away.