Winter Daze

As I gaze out upon the open sea I am but bombarded with strife for everything I touch dissolves away I crash repeatedly on the ocean floor surrounded by deafening beauty The calmness almost evades my senses as I am rushed and pushed upon the rocks baffled by the omnious outlook of what is and was a season of hatred known as my life I am but doomed to drown in my own abyss symbolic second only to the insurmountable climb ahead of me it would take an ocean to wash away my sins and an ocean to cleanse me through but as I pray for winter to approach I finally realize winter has come early for this is my winter daze.