Creative Writing: Ants

As I look at my hand, I'm reminded to "Embrace all" by the ink still settling into my skin.

But when I look away, my head falls to a different, distant place, and all desire to embrace fades away.

My thoughts drift to my grandmother, my love so far away, my sister, and all those who hold a piece of my heart but are no longer by my side.

I feel Alone but Empowered,

Accepting but Sad.

Confused but Okay,

and Happy but Hurting.

How did everything change so fast? Where did my normal go?

It feels like life has been put on pause, but I'm not the one in possession of the controller.

My highs have been higher, so of course the lows will be lower.

For what goes up must come down, and while it's at it, it might as well turn you all around.

But what's one to do when they don't know what to?

And how does one choose where to go when it all somehow feels both right and wrong?

The hesitance

The resistance

The lack of acceptance

The over-thinking...ance.

All the ance together [now].

Alas, hope comes!

That silly little verse caused a positive brain spurt!

Ance.... ance.... ance....

ANTS!

Those tiny-but-mighty

Work-all-day-long

One step in front of the other

In the end never wrong

Miny little critters

That come in the night

They pillage and forage

They'll put up a fight!

What lessons can be learned

From these little... ance

They're infamous as all hell

Unfailing in their stance

They drive you mad

They cover the floor

Enter every part

Till you can consume no more

And yet their strength is a wonder

Something amazing to see

How a couple little ance

Can take down you and me.

And with I feel better, lifted, released.

I guess a moment of poetry,

Was all that needed to be siezed.

:)