Tranquil as the sea, that is what she longs to be. As the night waves drift in and out of the shore, her memories they adore. Without the salt of the waves bite, she tries with all her might. Tonight the waves ripple and the current is steady, this time she knows she's ready. Ready to dip her toe out of the sands, alone with the sea she stands. The cold chill, up her skin and through her spine it sends her a thrill. Without the sea, she could never be. Without the salt and without an anchor to stop, she floats alone to the top. This will be the last time she tries, to emmorse herself into their glistening and crystallized lies.