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13.10.09

The Confession


i have a confession
its something i never thought i'd have to do
but first
before i let you know my inner most feelings
you have to promise to remain true
i mean remain honest and raw as a fortune telling guru
i mean, well...i have a confession
and i don't want you to feel like your response has to make a positive impression
i mean i've known this for quite some time
but for some reason it kept slipping my mind or i told myself i couldn't find
the place or the right words
like i didn't want to say all of the things you have ever heard
so
i will confess this to you and only you
and if you choose
to walk away
its cool
cause i've rehearsed every response that a fool
like me deserves
my nerves...
ok.
i want to confess how you make me sweat
especially at night i hold onto the memories that has made this moment not all alright
i need to tell you that i am sick i am tired i am literally loosing weight because of our first date
i can't tell you how i wish this would not be happening i'm babbling
ok
i need to confess that i have undressed you a million times already knowing yet ignoring the signs
i could not admit then
what i definitely know now
its like diarrhea and i'm running around just to end up under mounds of doubt and guilt
i have built another world within myself
i am finally ready to confess all of the reasons why
i've felt like i was unworthy
this secret has drove me to hurt you and countless others
from lovers to wives and children unborn my inner wrath is as a woman's scorn

see i have been wanting to tell someone for so long but i can't bare for any of you to tell me i'm wrong and that these are the consequences for my actions
i just wanted to share with hopes of feeling mere satisfaction
of clearing my conscience
so that we may deal with each other without a charade of non-sense
i have been trying to avoid judgemental thoughts, pitiful wonders,curious looks, and unforgiving stares
this is why i have been so scared !
to confess this even to myself
... that i am not damaged goods
i should not be defined by a simple blood test
if i could help what i am about to confess
if i could expose every hole in my breast
would you look beyond the markings on my chest ?
would you still call me and care for me without performing a patch test

i know the brutal truth will set me apart so let me start by apologizing for breaking your heart
rather your unrealistic expectations
i apologize for not resisting temptations
i am contrite for accepting your unsolicited invitation
causing your respiratory to be labored in respiration i am trapped in a white cell seeking inspiration

I DID NOT ASK YOU TO FEEL ANYTHING FOR ME !
I DO NOT WANT YOUR PITY !
I NEED YOU TO LISTEN TO MY CONFESSION !

DID YOU HEAR WHAT I JUST SAID ?

THE CONFESSION I JUST MADE !
CAUGHT UP IN MY WORDS I JUST TOLD YOU I HAVE A.I.D.S. !

AND NONE OF YOU HEARD MY WORDS
AND ALL OF YOU JUST SAW MY SHELL
AND NONE OF YOU COULD REALLY TELL WHAT THE HELL I WAS TRYING TO CONVEY...
WHAT I REALLY WANT TO SAY, IS THAT I WANT TO LIVE I AM AFRAID TO DIE.
SO I CONFESS TO YOU ALL WHAT SO MANY WILL NOT EVER UTTER

I HAVE HIV AND I AM LIVING WITH FULL BLOWN A.I.D.S.
ITS SOMETHING I THOUGHT I'D NEVER HAVE TO DO
STAND BEFORE THE MASSES AND ADMIT THIS SO THAT YOU ALL CAN GET A CLUE

ONEI



o.n.e.i. copyright 2009

23.8.09

A Little Girl's Pain


I needed you to hold me
Mold me
Show me how to be.
I am a small reflection of you.
Did you ever love me?

I needed you not to tear me down,
But build my esteem.
Judging me pound for pound,
Wishing I was lean.

I needed you to be a little more assertive,
And take me from my dad.
Who dressed me and treated me
As the son he didn't have.

I needed more berets and dainty lace socks,
Along with skirts to replace tube socks.

I needed you to show me how girls dress,
Maybe I wouldn't have worn so many sweats.
To teach me to be comfortable with myself,
Talk to me about the feelings of growing up you felt.

I needed less perms, rollers and hair pressin',
Come to my games support your investment.

I needed your approval not your expectations,
I needed not your temper but your patience.

Show me how to wash and love my body,
Tell me what's a cycle and explain it's not naughty.

I needed you to validate my feelings,
Help me define who I am.
Let me cry be by my side,
Just plain ole give a damn!

o.n.e.i.
copyright 2001

Swimming In Space



I fall further into an abyss
The mist grows thick
Escaping into a mental bliss
I curb my fist
Onto a pencil
UtensilI use to peruse
The abused battered places
Appearing as an oasis
Spaces unapproved for safe dwellingI'm telling, you all
What it feels like,
The fall

The pain skint my brain,
Causing me to write
When left I came.
On winter seasons, demons,
Intersecting insane,
Parallel to hope,
Perpendicular to pain.
Telepathic communication
Is not in vein.
Clairvoyant symbolism within my plain,
Field of view,
Lost some of you, in love and war
Controlled real young so my mind is sore
Hard too the core
I soar
Even in the abyss I see the door.

o.n.e.i.
copyright 2001