Tossed and tossed,
That was my day,
Dizzy and slow,
Was my feeling,
Calm in a minute,
Next was not,
The ocean was where I was.

All was too slow;
No wind.
No current.
As if the waters paused,
And it made me lost.

But everything changed.
A tantrum came over,
Because hate and anger
Was the ocean,
Dizzy and ill,
Was my feeling,
But onward was my goal.