DyneOmite's blog: "Poetic to the end..."

Your a sick sick bastard I hate you with a passion Mixed and cut, twisted and burnt I look sane on the outside, but inside I'm hurt Mixed up emotions floating through my mind Hoping to one day, any day find A place where I'm happy, contented and safe A place where noone stares no need to strafe I've seen this place, I've been there before I've lost it al now, Be your bitch no more. Looking all about me seeing none but pain holding all my feelings, battling the reigns Of terror, hate, and rage uncontrolled My inner thoughts my feelings, all covered in mold It hurts to think that she may die The thought is selve brings tears to my eyes peircing through my inner veil letting sadness out Make me want to run about Twist your neck with a shout The one feeling left for only one person left with that feeling no music on I wish i could feel Like I did that day

Bring it he didn't Ask him i wouldn't need it I shouldn't but want it I do One says that he won't jew me A hit that goes right through me But he forgot Eyes Bloodshot Not feeling the best Please not all the rest Another gets some I saw it she had some My stomachs not full empty it with a pull crystalization neutralization He does too much as a friend he's such A forgetfull one Me he didn't shun except for now...

Cow constitution tuxedoed dog blackmans bowtie dutchmans clog bald headed blondie aggrivated violins hazing of the newbie chewing on onions Shrimp fried mushrooms wedding cakes on the fall having sex in my room hauling off a paul mall looking in the mirror at the eyes inside my head thinking is this normal living in a shed?

I see I sit The fog is standing Just like a parent ohh so demanding I hate this voice the rask of death everything about it screams a test ohh fucking hell I'll end it all I feel it the pride before a fall

Thinking is overrated full of love and hatred all these thoughts running through my head feeling these thoughts better off dead knowing no-one knows places no-one goes I have this feeling unable to let it go my sanity is waining not willing to let it show I see one I like one I want one I say none to anyone

Yes it's about chess... and cheese... I don't fully understand it myself unless I'm under the influence of a combo of mind altering substances... Chess is Like cheese Cause it's square like these Blocks of reality please DON'T TAKE MY QUEEN!

It eats out the inside It pours from the outside like a fountain flowing from my heart peircing it through like a sharp poisen dart spreading disease, and wearing down walls letting pain in like holes in a dam The more that comes in, I'm shown as a sham The more I swim the more I sink pulled like a bubble stuck in the sink

See me standing stong and proud. Life is black a dark storm cloud. See my faults and my mistakes. Watch as I turn, now your the fake. I see your eyes, they're wide with pain. Gazing through them is your distain. I close my eyes, the deed is done. Open and wonder where this corpse is from I poke, I prod, and then I taste. I shake my head, at all this waste. The blood is sweet and dark, and red. This one I know was not long dead. I lift my eyes and gaze at the moon. It's almost gone, the day is soon. I leap, I fly, and then I soar. And fall on another with a roar. Her blood is wrong bitter, and cold. I pause, a girl, pretty, not old. I stand to speak, to utter the curse. The night overwhelms her as she starts to nurse. My dark blak blood flows through her veins. Soaking up her all and any pains. Now she's like me a child of the night. The sun's almost up she jumps in fright. At the coming of like she follows my trail. fog matching skin, showing the pale. We sleep through the day, and habit the night spreading the message of fear and of blight. ............................................