Still worth living

mind’s racing in all directions,

Feels like chaos, no connection.

Heart’s on fire, I can’t slow down,

Lost in the noise of this mental sound.

It’s like I’m stuck in a horror movie,

Lights, camera, action — the fear consumes me.

Searching the web for ways to end my fight,

But I know deep down, I can’t tonight.

Lord, why do I have this feeling?

Tears keep falling, mind still reeling.

But somewhere inside, I hear You whispering,

“Hold on, child, you’re still worth living.”

Maybe I just need the sound of the waves,

To wash off the pain my mind creates.

Maybe I need the wind on my face,

To remind me I’m still covered in grace.

Out by the beach or the lake, I’ll breathe,

Reminisce the good and bad, set my soul free.

Life’s been rough, but it’s still forgiving —

Yeah, it’s still worth living.

Every scar tells me I’m surviving,

Every fall just means I’m rising.

The dark can talk, but it don’t define me,

Your love’s the light that still reminds me.

Every heartbeat’s proof I’m here,

Even when the truth feels unclear.

Lord, why do I have this feeling again?

Guess I’m just healing from where I’ve been.

When silence screams and I can’t bear the weight,

You lift me up before it’s too late.

I’m not broken — I’m rebuilding,

Still breathing means I’m still willing.

Maybe I just need the sound of the waves,

To wash off the pain my mind creates.

Maybe I need the wind on my face,

To remind me I’m still covered in grace.

Out by the beach or the lake, I’ll breathe,

Reminisce the good and bad, set my soul free.

Life’s been rough, but it’s still forgiving —

Yeah, it’s still worth living.

Every storm that shakes my soul,

Shows me light I didn’t know.

If I can cry, then I can heal,

If I can feel, then this is real.

Maybe the pain’s just part of the plan,

Maybe I’m stronger than I understand.

So I’ll let the sound of the waves remind me,

There’s beauty in scars that try to define me.

The wind on my face, it’s grace that’s given,

I’m still here, yeah, I’m still living.

Out by the beach or the lake, I’ll breathe,

Thank You, Lord, for still choosing me.

Life’s been hard, but it’s still forgiving —

Yeah… it’s still worth living.

Lord, why do I have this feeling inside?

Maybe it’s proof that I’m still alive.

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

Yeah… it’s still worth living.