This dream I'm in.

I gaze upon the harbour, entranced by the darkness of the horizon
If the world was really flat..
Would we sail into space and slowly suffocate?
Or is their some sort of edge we would fall off

I jump along the rocks which the waves divorce upon
As i watch the mutt in all her happiness
Even though at this time, I am also truly happy
It does not just take the possession of a stick or stone
It has taken the beauty of my surroundings,
And to be with the friend I love
And cherish every moment with

I then turn around and see the street lights, as they shine over the cliffs
This makes my location all the more special
I realise how far away I am from society and activity
It’s like I’m in my own little world, looking up
On the place which everyone else remains
Laughing, How silly it all is

Then I realise I’m over-welcoming my stay, The tide is coming in
And it’s showing me the door
The streetlights are the fire of my own home
If only it gave me warmth.
As I say goodbye to my real friends,
The moon, stars, sand, ocean, and the cold air
Because I know as soon as i turn around
They will not talk about me behind my back
But only to talk of how much they enjoyed my company

They tell me before I leave they will boil the water when the sun is out
So we can make tea again tomorrow night
and we can talk about the horizon
And those lunatics beyond the cliff