Again, Life.

I am the brave little boy that stands in front of his abusive mother and tells her to stop. 

I am the mother that lost her mind trying to pay the bills. 

I am the pain in her eyes. 

I am the hope in her voice. 

I am the cold winter laugh that sings Jingle Bells to those who need to hear it. 

I am Life.

I am the soldier in the war of never getting the right luck. 

I am the blood slipping down his eye, I am a tear drop on the floor. 

I am the man in the suit cheating on his wife. 

I am the doubting wife. 

I am fear that love is never true. 

I am fear in general. 

I am Life.

I am the girl in the dress that never fit her waistline right. 

I am the insecurities that tie her down to the ground. 

I am the prom queen who doesn't like the king. 

I am the pills being shoved into mouths of those who do not want me. 

I am anger at the breakfast table.

I am the loss at the end of the poker game. 

I am a gambler.

I am life. 

I am the lies you feed your brain. 

I am the loss of a best friend.

I am the cake with no candles. 

I am the birthday that passed.

I am the thieve that stole your voice.

I am the cold phone handle. 

I am the lost Skype connection.

I am your past. 

How did it get so messy?

I am Life. 

I am the wind that only brings hurricanes. 

I am the tides of liquids that only hurt your liver. 

I am the third drink at a bar. 

I am the regret the next morning. 

I am the ache at the middle of the night. 

I am the baby crying for milk. 

I am the mother too drunk to feed it. 

I am Life. 

But I am also joy. 

I am new beginnings. 

I am sappy movie trailers and long walks. 

I am stupid snorts of laughter. 

I am Brangelina's first child. 

I am the sigh before a sneeze. 

I am the laugh after a fart. 

I am Life!

I am the smiles on a first date. 

I am the prom queen in her dress. 

I am the first kiss in a Cafe. 

I am the slow dance in a wedding. 

I am the hope of winning the lottery. 

I am hope. 

I am Life! 

I am payday. 

I am the doorbell when you ordered Pizza. 

I am the fresh ironed school uniform.

I am the sun setting. 

I am the sun rising.

I am the sun. 

I am the dress that never fit. 

I am the girl that didn't care anymore. 

I am the confidence in her walk. 

I am the shimmy in her shake. 

I am the burgers hanging on her thighs. 

I am the salads on her plate. 

Let's face it, she doesn't do salads. 

And I'm the look on her face that says, 

"I'm okay with that."

I'm the happiness in a pickup line. 

I am the girl that slapped the boy for using it. 

I am the boy that used it again. 

On the same girl. 

Ada boy. 

I am the ambiance in a buffet. 

I am the comfort in a bed. 

I am the hugs between friends. 

I am the inside jokes.

I am the memories. 

The good ones. 

The ones that don't keep you up at night. 

I am the smell of fresh baked French Bread. 

I am the flame in a barbecue

I am the dog crying for his owner. 

I am the owner 5 seconds away from home. 

I am the jump in the dog's welcome. 

I am life. 

And sometimes, I'm not so bad.