The Real Osiris

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Thursday, January 10, 2008

My affair with shadows in the dark

The dark side of black I sleep with my head to the side so I expose my neck, in hope for bites in the dark granting immortality. The shade of the dark comforts my soul with the feeling of home. the god of the dead is name they choose, so I'm at home in the shade of the night. shadows of lost love... Sign in to see full entry.

father asking sons for forgiveness to save a generation.

An empty excuse Engulfed in pain, but yet not man enough to do two things at once. My sympathy and sorrow, an empty excuse! So mad at him, I forget about you. So much hatred spent, you start to buy in. A fathers consumed with self as tears run down his sons face. My past slowly becomes yours. I'm... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, January 9, 2008

the cry's of a blacksheep

Alone I refuse to burn any more bridges, so my comfort is with me the murder of self esteem has left me empty, too worried what you think of me, impossible for anybody to know me,so alone is were I'll always be. The comfort of pain the silence of lost love. so it's back to the shadows, as the road... Sign in to see full entry.

this is about fogiveness and how hard it is swallow pride

I thought I forgave you I was sure I forgave you, until I saw your face. the vision of pain so clear in your smile. Your voice with that same pitch in my nightmares Time has shown my ignorance clearly, and karma has humbled my heart. True forgiveness comes with the long lasting taste of swallowing... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, January 8, 2008

the day of destiny

Today today when I open my eye's the rain will stop and my destiny will say Hi, come on in we've been waiting. today when I open my eye's I will swallow my pride and the truth will be revealed about me.( am sorry) today when I open my eye's my tears will be enough for karma to let me fly just one... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, January 7, 2008

after the death of my mother and not much family xmas is mostly in my head.

CHRISTMAS IN my HEAD AS snow falls I can hear my mother scream come on in. Grassed stained middle age men marking imaginary end zones.The smell that takes a generation to get right, feels the room. The laughter of small faces that resemble you, asking for one early gift. The sound of the doorbell... Sign in to see full entry.

the feeling of writing into the wind and waiting for the thoughts of others

Blogging spelling my pain for a invisible audience trying to match your experiences with mines. ranked by who? I guess you! as my dreams are judged, and my journey displayed as I wait eager for just one comment. Starring into a screen with poems of the whole world, shocked how much your journey... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, January 6, 2008

the reality of mixing cultures and how love= perfection 2my little girl LA2

Mixed The whispers of the racist that blood can't be mixed, trying to save there daughters from what they created. Energy that is color blind to man faults, attractions denied by ropes and chains. Taboo's broken by pure hate mixed into race with no excuse but 2 love themselves. Holding a piece of my... Sign in to see full entry.

In tribute 2 the rose that grew from concrete the search 4 love

4u=war=love 4 u Id go to war 4 love, 4 u I would bleed 2 see u smile!! 10 times I would die 2 save your soul. 4 true love 2 people become 1. My identity lost 4 ever in your happiness just 2 love u. 3 wishes dedicated 2 u for returned love. My sacrifice 2 u 2 enjoy another day in the presence of... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, January 5, 2008

a uturn of a fool trying to hold on to love to change before it's to late.

4 u my lord The chatter of hypocrites has stained my journey too U my lord, so many false prophets going to church on Sunday, and Monday forgetting each every verse claiming they love me, unable to judge another humane being,I stand lost at my failure waiting for direction in the thought you might... Sign in to see full entry.

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