I Am Inversely Proportional

[Spoken Intro] When one rises as the other falls— I am the relationship. [Verse 1] The heavier the darkness, The brighter I become. The louder my mind is breaking, The harder I beat the drum. No myelin sheath, just raw nerves, No cover for the wiring— Every signal strikes like lightning, Every circuit keeps on firing. But pain becomes a frequency, And frequency becomes sound. I put the chaos through the column, Separate what pulls me down. [Pre-Chorus] Pressure up— Resistance down. Lose my signal— Chase the sound. Darkness rises— So do I. That’s the mathematics Of how I stay alive. [Chorus] I am inversely proportional— The more I hurt, the harder I glow. The deeper the poison travels, The more determined I am to know. I am inversely proportional— When the world subtracts, I multiply. The sadder the truth inside my song, The happier the melody flies. [Post-Chorus] Sadder—happier. Lower—higher. Water—poison. Ash—fire. Breaking—building. Noise—control. I am inversely proportional. [Verse 2] Mental illness changes weather Inside a single room. Sunlight burns at midnight; Morning carries doom. But a mind is not its illness. A person is not blame. A misfiring constellation Still deserves a human name. Nothing ever disappears— It settles in the stream, Travels from the soil to blood, Then enters every dream. So follow every hidden plume. Measure every cost. Science must defend the living— Nothing thrown away is lost. [Chorus] I am inversely proportional— The more I hurt, the harder I glow. The deeper the poison travels, The more determined I am to know. I am inversely proportional— When the world subtracts, I multiply. The sadder the truth inside my song, The happier the melody flies. [Bridge] GC–MS, sing the fragments. DNA, remember scars. Faith is not afraid of data. God is present in the stars. Witch by blood. Scientist by mind. Healer by choice. Wild by design. If darkness is the variable, Then light will be my answer. If grief keeps growing outward, I’ll grow inward even faster. [Final Chorus] I am inversely proportional— The more I lose, the more I reclaim. The colder the world becomes around me, The hotter I carry my flame. I am inversely proportional— Let the evidence testify: The sadder the truth inside my song, The happier the melody flies. [Outro] Pain rises. Music rises higher. Darkness gathers. I become the fire. [Whisper] I am inversely proportional.