Beneath the Breaking Storm

I wake with thunder in my chest

Hands locked tight around the sheets The room feels smaller than my

breath But I still drag air through my teeth (ahhhh)

When the ceiling starts to fall I count one breath,

then one more

Name the fear, and break its jaw

Feet on the floor

Get up, get up,

the night is not your name

Hold on, hold on,

step back from the flame Call 988,

you do not fight alone Breathe in,

stand tall, come home

(come

home)

Panic claws under my skin

Thoughts hit hard like broken glass

I text a friend,

I let them in This storm is real,

but it will pass Drop the blade of every lie

Drop the weight, unclench your hands

If you cannot trust your mind

Borrow mine until you stand

Get up, get up,

the night is not your name

Hold on, hold on,

step back

from the flame

Call 988, you do not fight alone Breathe in,

stand tall, come home We rise,

we rise, bone by bone (come home)

If the edge is calling now

Call 988, stay with me

One more breath, one more sound

You are more than what you feel