Peyton

The bitter cold ocean air whipped through my hair and sent goosebumps over my skin. The ocean was angry and raging today, a mood I was all too familiar with. I watched as the waves crashed against the sand. Their roar drowned out the noises in my head. I dug my feet deeper into the wet sand and enjoyed the pain from the numbing cold. I wanted to run into the waves and let the current carry me far away to where I didn’t need to battle my thoughts. A place where it was warm and the sun shone all day and kissed my glowing skin. I wanted to escape this place I had found myself lost in.