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As I release
The old me that instantly became deceased
He was a bacterial disease
That forced me to my knees
For he used to awaken daily feeling emotional frailty
Place me into moments of self doubt and hate
He being the old me
Would shout out and scold me
Trained me to become an old E
There was anarchy in my system within
For he created insecurities of weakness
That all lived within
That forced me to lean towards daily sin
I spoke against the most high
I would look at myself in my own eyes
Spew venomous anger at him until I would be filled with hatred
And as time went by
The old self became latent
Transparent in his personality
The versatility in my mind became evident
So I chose rhythmic irregularity
And as my super spiritual gifts of vision were given
I was able to suppress and then kill off
The apparent heathen of hate
Who for some reason was given a poor life to be living
So I became obsessed with becoming a better entity
Than I could even imagine or fathom
And one day when he tried to harass me
I instantly evidently just grabbed him and stabbed him
Since then he lived with a knife stuck in his chest
And it kept him enough suppressed
To heal the wounds he gave me which most were deep in my chest
As I grew and his darkness became the light that I am today
I was simultaneously growing exponentially to be able to say the things I say today
For my heart used to be shattered after my physical was splattered
I used to think I was worthless and didn’t matter
But now I know God created me with divine cosmic matter in a divine eloquent manner
And he created me with such minute detail
To be able to convey the very essence of my being
So I can take darkness and shatter
And now I am today
The very person I was initially designed to become
But I had to go through the storms of many years
Until the old me, became psychologically numb
And so I continue to release words of wisdom
With no fallacious inbred tendencies
For although I am SkTzO the skitzophrenik
I am still a united being with no inadequate inconsistencies
Filled with transparencies in every rhyme that I spit
If any of you read any of my poems posted
You will realize I am all that I say
Because – What you see is what you get!
SkTzO
