Here it comes,
The passage of decision,
And miscreation’s.

Pacing back and forth in my mind,
I knew the lightning I saw wouldn’t strike,
Not twice in the same position,
The strength of my gravity and actions,
My struggles defining my oppositions.

Deliver us from evil… in God we believe in,
Still pacing in my mind,
I can’t possibly receive this,
The counter arguments to my achievements,
The blessings and miracles expressing,
Expressing the hysterically critical and cynical,
Deceptional thoughts being my downfall,
Watch this lightning hit me and be the uprising to my greater efforts and timing,

This Divine hysteria is my personal malaria,
This disease that consumed me and the thoughts in my mind,
The kind thoughts I cherished,
They just perished.

Still pacing I feel my heart racing,
The suicidal angels need to learn patience,
With all this hate being the usual state,
Religious solutions needs to make haste,
Recreational activities only serving purpose is to remind us of disabilities,

Painful mirrors revealing the beast in me,
Can’t stand the feeling of all this energy,
Mind keeps pacing to the point of seizure,
Where I discovered my new enemy.

Me, myself and I,
To be Divine we must divide,
Unite under a different name,
Under a different shape,
Deprived of being ashamed,
To be Divine  my mind needs to stop,
Stop being black and white,
And finally show me my true Divine fate.