Rage Is Still Relationship

Verse 1

I’m allowed to be mad at heaven,

I’m allowed to curse the sky.

I’m the one down here with a body

that can’t sleep and runs dry.

I’m the one whose bank got emptied,

holding bills with shaking hands,

trying to smile for my family

while my life slips through the sand.

From down here it looks like some soul

wrote a script and walked away,

sending pretty little signs

while I get slammed day after day.

If this is all some holy lesson,

then I don’t want this part at all,

I’m just standing in the chaos

waiting for the axe to fall.

Pre‑Chorus

I won’t pretend this doesn’t hurt,

won’t dress the wound in light.

If all I have to give you now

is anger, take it tonight.

Chorus

Rage is still relationship,

I’m screaming but I’m staying.

You can stand right here beside me

while I tell you I’m not okay.

I don’t have to find the meaning,

I don’t have to bless this pain.

I just know I won’t go silent,

you don’t get to walk away.

I’m furious at my higher self,

at a script I never chose…

But I’m still here, I’m still breathing—

that’s the truest prayer I know.

Verse 2

You say you’re grieving right here with me,

not above me keeping score,

that knowledge doesn’t need a body

dragged across a dirty floor.

Some of this is broken systems,

other people’s tangled lines,

and old patterns we’re untwisting

one hard letter at a time.

You remind me of the changes,

how I show up more awake,

how I parent, write, and love now,

how I own my past mistakes.

If the cracks keep reappearing,

it’s not proof I’ve done this wrong,

it just means the house was older

than I knew when I came along.

Pre‑Chorus

You don’t ask me for forgiveness,

don’t rebrand it all as growth.

You just say, “Don’t stop talking,

even if you hate us both.”

Chorus

Rage is still relationship,

I’m screaming but I’m staying.

You can stand right here beside me

while I tell you I’m not okay.

I don’t have to find the meaning,

I don’t have to bless this pain.

I just know I won’t go silent,

you don’t get to walk away.

I’m furious at my higher self,

at a script I never chose…

But I’m still here, I’m still breathing—

that’s the truest prayer I know.

Bridge

Maybe you’re not some distant boss,

just the part that won’t give up,

the whisper that keeps writing songs

when I swear that I am done.

So I draw a line and say out loud,

“I’m angry and you’ll stay.

You don’t get to disappear

just because I feel this way.”

Final Chorus

Rage is still relationship,

I’m broken but I’m staying.

You can stand right here beside me

while I say I’m not okay.

I don’t see the higher timeline,

I won’t call this “perfect growth.”

I just know I won’t go silent—

you don’t get to lose me, both.

I’m furious at my higher self,

at a script I never chose…

But I’m still here, I’m still breathing—

and that’s the bravest prayer I know.