The daylight pierces the darkness as the sun perforates my mind's cloudy skies.
The night haunts me, terrorizing me with thousands of accusatory eyes.
If I bleed, would the red river wash the past away?
If I tip the glass, would the spirits numb the pain?
I'm hopelessly hoping that the hope is enough, but when all's said and done, I'll find this all's just a bluff.
I am much too strong to give in, too smart to even think I might cave.
I've this list of attributes to remind me of eight easy ways to be brave.
I am only human...