The sea foam threatens

to draw the shore back

under bit by bit as the sand

softens beneath it's waves.

The wind sweeps a girl's

hair back as she sits on the sand,

staring at the endless blue

expanse ahead of her.

Her eyes match the water

and the yellow blanket

beneath her rivals the sun.

She sits alone in silence.

Responsibility to something

she hated drew her to here.

Far from where she was

supposed to be.

She could manage this.

Alone on the beach as

children played in the crashing

waves and created castles of sand.

She sat up, not bothering

to brush away the sand

on her hands and feet.

She walked to the waves.

Like called to like

as she stepped into the

ocean's pull and swam

into the deep depths.

The ultimate getaway

for her was somewhere she

could let her thoughts run rampant.

That was here.

The ocean has all the

room it needs.

Great parts still unexplored,

still a dark secret.