the trees howl and birds sing songs

 cold air and stiff wind cuts into my tired state ripping me slowly into reality with each wave

 the sounds of the environment drowned out with the rhythm of solemn sad foot steps one slowly after another

 the foot steps are unconscious and innocent

 the mind is occupied with deep thought and no understanding

 engines roar as when cars pass

 jolting me out of my thoughts of nothing and everything

 I realize that night has become day this somehow feels fitting

 like the way time passes at the start of my day reflects how upside down my life feels

 I gaze up and watch the sky change colors slowly but swiftly at the same time

 It reminds me of how sporadic emotion feels

 positive and negative equally brief and nearly meaningless

 Its hard to understand an ocean in motion