Difficult things --
I am drawn to them like
Ants to sugar
Easy holds no thrill
No satisfaction in
The lack of work
So I always
Gravitate to
That thing that doesn't
Just happen
That thing that requires
Heartache
Toil and delay
Focusing on a point ahead
With sweet gratification
Just outside my reach
Or some denial of
Happiness in the now
Always striving
I tire of it
Yet I choose it every time
Instinctively
Like choice is not a factor
And "chose" is a word I use
Loosely
Funny that this
Impatient, very impatient person
Takes the path that requires
The most patience
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