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I’ve been designed to define my mind in rhyme
But now I’m inclined to live in my mind
Solitarily confined
Now I can only define my mind in rhyme
If, at the moment
I’m inclined to take my time and not decline
Because my mind is thwarted, distorted and blurred visions appear
Arousing me to have unnecessary fear, drop many tears
I have lost but then attracted new fears
My mind is my cage of hatred & rage
Setting the stage of the imminent turned page
Afraid of the page turning
Cause the world will then see the demons dawning
My old me yawning
As the new me awakens to the new dawn of the cosmic phase
Once that occurs
I can not try to erase the phase, the diabolic stage
Spewing venom through anger and rage
This version can cause a diversion
My assertion that I can no longer assume
I must now presume the end of the sun and the moon
The stars falling
Thugs are limping & balling
A third of the race has burned up or have fallen
They’ve fallen from grace
Such a waste of beautifully granted grace
Painted white to look like the orchid of beauty
But my mind being the field of battle
I hear the snake rattle
So I jump on the 7 headed beast saddle
Going up stream with no paddle
No arm strength or ability to swim
But on my side I have tenacity & vim.
I have spiritual elasticity to win
I am confident that I will overcome SIN
This demon is him
He being me
Yet him being it
And it being the devilish side of this egotistical pride
Force to reveal no longer can hide
Being deified
I once cried but then died
At the hands of my own
My darkness was shown
By many pangs I had grown
By many names I’ve been known
My voice is now losing tone
Speaking harshly and dark
I can’t find my fleshy heart
It’s been taken apart
From my very first start
I had then been demonized
Because one of my personalities
Had tactically strategized
Used wicked forces to evilize the ties
I was then categorized/
As an entity who likes to antagonize
So I then recognized
And began to realize
The truth hidden behind the lies
And then I broke down
I nearly was choked down
My human face began to make frowns
Viewed the world as a bunch of idiotic clowns
Used grammar while playing with verbs & nouns
I was universally renowned and crowned
But then I had been disowned at home
Then forced to live in a dome
The dome being my zone
To be alone
In my self-created intellectual home
My home slowly became a maze
Then mazes grew within each maze
I was startled yet amazed
Slowly started feeling jaded & crazed
I then grew to a new phase
Where my vision was hazed and blurry
But the blurry vision made me grow with precision
Because I unknowingly made a decision
To be my own person
Who can slice your mind open
With out an incision
But slowly came the revisions
Revisions to make me better and better to grow to new levels
Vibrated at much higher dimensions and levels
Was capable of seeing angels and devils
And the evil forces behind humanity
That make politicians turn into rebels
But as I grew I also diminished
The old innocent me had slowly been finished
No longer could I go back to the me
That thought he was free
Because the new me that spoke sarcastically and unfearfully
Endearingly, and yet highly sincerely agitating-ly
Became ghost of haunted thoughts
The blinded lights of fright
The trenches of fights
I lost my delight
In the midst of the night
I am now who I said back then
I can’t wait to be the better version but when
So I slowly decided to have confided
In self
Since there was nobody else
But self
My old me
Began to sit in the side lines
Watching the new me hide the lines
Blur the vision of old crimes
Lost time in my mind
But then reclined and dined
With the best of demons who rhymed
And they spoke so promising
Promising me linguistic ability
To speak with diverse agility
I then lost my human fragility
No longer fragile but solid like iron
Grew the heart of a lion
With the wings of an eagle
Determined to be the best in my world in my head
Whether I'm alive or dead
Its only true if it comes out of my own mouth
So I am careful as to what is said
For my reality could be quite disturbing
My words are never curbing
The thought just occurred me
Slightly jolted with high voltage
That it nearly deterred me
But only momentarily
Forced me to desire to live in the fire
In my isolated, highly consecrated and dedicated dome
Once again
My mind, my world is my zone
My zone being another dimensional channel
I am my own judge, jury and working panel
I could speak with high velocity or judiciously speak
Overthrowing powers of society
In moments of clarity & sobriety
By why to me?
Why to me they speak?
They speak of a future that’s bleak
I must learn to cleverly tweak
Tweak and rearrange
The thoughts that are deranged
That flow swiftly and nifty up in my brain
Nearly going insane
The man of seditious acts
That will make others profane
A little bit quirky in my main street
Slightly upbeat and could never be defeat-ed
Except by my own selves which speaketh
I’m now feeling depleted and heated
I’m tired of these thoughts wanting to be secreted
By written or typed form
I know I’m not the norm
I’m most likely abnorm
Abnormal to a world that's crazy and strange
Thus I live in my mind, my maze, and my firing range
In there - the seasons never change!
The weather is always sunny and nice
I have nothing but love which is shown so precise
To the many people I love
I love many so the love is plenty
In my head, my dome, my zone
I look around in my minds city & town
And I find myself strapped up and strapped down
In this white jacket in a white padded room all alone
I guess it’s still just me, myself & I in my mental home
I’ve been solitarily confined
To live in my mind all alone in my zone
For the remainder of time.
SkTzO
