Not constant, Not abiding,
But fitful
Sometimes they rush and sometimes they rock
They are big and small
towering and large
Swishing beneath my surface
They rise and fall like oceans tall
Pushing and pulling this way and that.
Sometimes swift
Sometimes unhurried
Other times abrupt
Each emotion is different from the next
And they are always able to adjust
My emotions are reckless and do what they want
I don't doubt my emotions and neither should you