

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Silhouette on my bedroom wall Blue light flickers across these hands I thought I had to hold it all Turns out I never really could stand Empty cup on the windowsill Tear tracks drying on my skin I’m not brave I’m not strong I’m not “will” I’m the mess that I am in [Pre-Chorus] But You don’t look away You don’t step aside You sit in the silence Where I try to hide (oh) [Chorus] I’m not okay But I am Yours On the floor with this heart That is bruised and torn You wear my pain Like a crown of thorns I’m not okay But I am Yours [Verse 2] Every prayer feels half-formed Half-true Like a sentence I can’t complete But somehow You still pull me through Every tangle at Your feet Shaking hands But You hold them still Breathing in when I’ve lost my air I bring You what I cannot heal You turn my breaking into prayer [Pre-Chorus] You don’t rush the ache You don’t change the frame You sit in the shadows And You call my name (yeah) [Chorus] I’m not okay But I am Yours On the floor with this heart That is bruised and torn You wear my pain Like a crown of thorns I’m not okay But I am Yours [Bridge] Here in the blue light You see the worst of me You lay Your wounded hands On what I tried to hide and keep If this is all I have It’s all I’ll ever bring A breaking Beating heart For a broken Healing King (oh) [Chorus] I’m not okay But I am Yours Every crack Every scar You are leaning toward You wear my pain Like a crown of thorns I’m not okay But I am Yours I’m not okay But I am Yours (ooh)
Tags
Intimate worship ballad over soft felted piano and airy pads. Female vocals, close and breathy at first, almost confessional. Verse 1 sparse with piano only; subtle pads and distant vocal swells bloom in the pre-chorus. Chorus lifts with wider reverb, stacked harmonies, and a gentle tom pulse. Final chorus adds a soaring top melody and sustained strings, ending on a quiet, lingering chord and whispered ad-lib., soft, moody, healing, worship, light
4:37
No
3/22/2026