No appointment. No waiting room. Just me, the tide, and a little room to breathe. I've been carrying yesterday Like a stone inside my chest, Too many thoughts, too many voices, Too many nights without rest. So I leave my shoes beside the road, Let the warm sand find my feet. First wave touches my ankles— And something lets go of me. I don't need all the answers, I don't need to understand. Sometimes healing sounds like water Breaking softly on the sand. Saltwater therapy, Wash it away from me. Take what I don't need And pull it out to sea. Let the waves roll over Everything too heavy. Sun on my face, Salt on my skin— **Saltwater therapy.** Let the ocean have the worry, Let it carry off the noise. All the things I can't control, All the battles without a choice. I breathe in with the rising tide, Breathe out when it leaves. Funny how an endless ocean Reminds my heart to breathe. Saltwater therapy, Wash it away from me. Take what I don't need And pull it out to sea. Let the waves roll over Everything too heavy. Sun on my face, Salt on my skin— **Saltwater therapy.** One wave for the worry. One wave for the doubt. One wave for the things I've been holding inside. One wave for tomorrow. One wave for yesterday. And this one right here? **This one's taking it all away.** Saltwater therapy, Set a little peace in me. I came here carrying the world— Now I'm leaving feeling free. Let the tide keep turning, I don't have to carry everything. Bare feet, blue sky, New state of mind— **Saltwater therapy.** Leave the footprints. Leave the weight. Let the tide erase What you don't need to take. Tomorrow can find me Somewhere by the sea... Getting a little more **saltwater therapy.**
