Ozone

[Intro – Instrumental] (low hum, charged air) [Part I – Awareness] My jaw locks before the thought finishes. Shoulders rise like they’re taking weight. The room leans closer than it should. I know this state by how my hands go still. Breath turns shallow without asking. Focus drifts toward edges and exits. The present slips out of reach. My body moves ahead of time. [Pressure Lift] I’ve been here before. My body remembers. [Refrain] The air turns sharp against my skin. Ozone settles on my tongue. Pressure builds in the quiet. I taste the storm before it comes. [Part II – Hypervigilance] Time stretches thin and sideways. Every glance feels measured twice. I miss what’s happening now Watching for what might land next. Muscles stay half-clenched. The stance holds without purpose. Readiness replaces calm. I stay braced. [Refrain – Heavier] The air turns sharp against my skin. Ozone sinks in deep. Tension fills my chest. I taste the storm rising. [Mantra] Hold still. Stay small. Hold still. Stay ready. The habit sets in. [Final Refrain] The air turns sharp and I don’t move. Ozone hangs heavy in my lungs. My body recoils on instinct. The moment passes untouched. [Outro] The air stays sharp. The storm still waits.