Door locked. Chain on.
Don’t ask what I’m on.

Phone face down, lights low, jaw set in the blue,
Whole room smell like smoke and a thought half-true.
Neat glass, deep drag, I don’t pace, I sit,
Let the silence get loud while I sharpen in it.
Clean shirt, mean hurt, no stain on the cloth,
I can keep it all cool while it’s tearin’ me off.
Two knocks, one pause... I don’t answer that sound,
I got ghosts in the bedding and pride on the ground.
Still slick, still still, still hard in the face,
But the air in here heavy like it know I ain’t safe.
Every old mistake got a key to this floor—
So I deadbolt the truth and don’t open the door.

Don’t call it healing.
Don’t call it peace.
I just need the room
To let me come apart in private.

Do not disturb my damage.
Do not disturb my dark.
I got manners on the surface,
But it’s riots in the heart.
Do not disturb my damage—
I’m too composed to make a scene.
Leave the sign up on the handle...
Let me break without bein’ seen.

Red ember, slow burn, ash mark on the tray,
I can wear self-control like it’s part of the drape.
One sip, one stare, one hand on my neck,
Tryna keep the whole night from collectin’ its debt.
I been polite to the pain, let it sit in the suite,
Fed it room-service lies, tucked it into the sheets.
And the mirror by the lamp got a crack like a grin,
Like it know I look the coldest when I’m caving within.
I ain’t callin’ for help— I’m just holdin’ the frame,
Keep the glass by the bed and the blur off the name.
If I let one real feeling get loose in this place,
It’ll tear through the calm I designed for my face.

Don’t call it healing.
Don’t call it grace.
I just need the walls
To mind their business while I fray.

I learned how to suffer with posture.
Learned how to bleed with a straight line mouth.
So if I go quiet, don’t read that as better—
Sometimes quiet just means I’m losin’ it soft.
Mm...
Losin’ it soft.

Do not disturb my damage.
Do not disturb my dark.
I got discipline outside,
But it’s panic in the heart.
Do not disturb my damage—
This the only way I keep it clean.
Leave the sign up on the handle...
Let me hurt without bein’ seen.

No crowd... no crash...
Just me and what I hid.
Do not disturb my damage.