Forced to be bruised by rough dry earth.
Forced to be touched by the whiskey breath.
Forced to be laid down on dirty sheets.
Forced to live in fear of another's touch.
Forced to carry life within womb.
Forced to face the lost of life within womb.
Forced to watch whiskey never judged, but escape cuffs.
Chose to smile again.
Chose to wash the dirt off graceful skin.
Chose to look up and breathe.
Chose to seize life back into heart.
Chose to live as if you live only once, that saying of #YOLO.
Chose to think like a man, but act like a lady.
Once was said to be classy and unpredictably simple.
Once was said to live as if death were at the door.
Once was said to be submissively dominate of yourself.
Once was said to be gracefully sinful.
Once was said to be devilishly saintful.
Live the life of lives.
Live the life of love.
Live the life of pursuited happiness.
Live the life of choice.
Give the life of love to all.
Give the life of pursuited happiness to all.
Give the life of gracefulness to all.
Fight through the pain to embrace the strength.
Fight through the pain to embrace the person you truely are.
Just be happy, and put the negative aside because misery loves company.