She sits by the ocean, when she knows nowhere else to be
She lets the wave consume her, little by little—starting with her two feet
The commotion behind her all but dissolves then
finally granting her degree

She puts her hands inside the sand
to let the imprint say what she can’t
because she knows inside her heart
of what will never be

And she finds herself here, time and time again
dawn to dusk, dusk to oblivion
Always trying to let go of something
that can’t ever be free