It’s something you cannot see.

It makes your bones tremble at night.

It makes us long to be warriors of the night.

But how?

It’s looking at the devil straight in the eye

And not seeking revenge.

Revenge for everything you’ve done

And all the pain inside.

I want that revenge.

Revenge for all the tears shed

And all the things said.

For all the hate you spread.

The rumors, both good and bad.

But then again, it’s courage.

It’s looking within and saying…

I love you!