Emotion’s nature is to come in waves,
Some strong enough to knock out all one’s air.
The brain wants breaks, stability it craves;
It breathes, yet braces for another scare.
In dips, the periods between the bliss,
Which my brain wishes it could quickly skip,
Positive eyes see: I would be remiss
To denigrate what’s at my fingertips.
Brain sees their beauty — yearning fills my heart,
To have a healthy brain, a whole restart.