I against I

Its heaven vs holocaust

Deception vs. dopamine

When you’ll deny at any cost

I feel the need for Dramamine.

Excuse me if I make you feel -

Stressed out or perturbed.

I feel the need to grant this deed;

 to make you question further.

My flesh, my blood,

My mother one

I run to you in trouble.

But denial lies consistently

In your bed of un-made rubble.

The Father,

Son, the holy ghost,

Can’t save me from me now

The wisdom of the words I hold

Breathe freedom

“I allow.”