Water streams drowning the silent air
Constricting each twitch abandoned by rage
How the longing dwells in me like pain
For you to take the stillness away from me
It holds me hostage to the thundering words of you
Electrifying each thought to destroy all hope in you
I want you to hurt me, burn my flesh with your heat
Your rage pouring into me like water, so cold…

The winter nights shaving each interest in people
I can’t see me because I’m so far away from myself
I’m not lost; I like to float like a cloud in the sky
My eyes watching the roof of the world, As if I were merely here

I can hear you laughing don’t think that I cant
I won’t do what I can do because I think I’m calm
Lost in the feeling, their emotions in the air
Whispers in the corner, hissing in my ears
Eyes eyeing me hideously
Kids crying vigorously
Crack heads antagonizing me
With there jesters so riveting
Elders elbowing me
Families drinking tea
People smiling happily
I think I fell from my tree

Dogs humping sea lions
Cats killing crazy clowns
Pedestrians pissing blood
Streaming in armies of sperm
They’re all inside my head
I know it doesn’t sound nice
But one day it’s going to be real
Believe me now; follow me ill save your life
- No Heart

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You threw in some really weird lines:

Crack heads antagonizing me


Dogs humping sea lions
Cats killing crazy clowns
Pedestrians pissing blood
Streaming in armies of sperm

*Note - LSD and poetry do not mix. Despite what people might tell you.

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They do mix. But hallucinatory lines that aren't good aren't good, and bad poetry isn't made better for aping the style of a few giants who happened to use drugs.

I wasnt high =| I was just really pissed off because my bc rich (yeah whatever I like them) got stolen, and Im the type who gets to the point where im about to go crazy im so angry then something brings it down and I feel even more angry and it repeats alot. And this wasnt a joke, try to read it seriously (as hard as that sounds) like try to err feel it? I dont know..like... AH FUCK NEVERMIND!

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Ok, but I still don't see what dogs humping sea lions has to do with your butt-rock guitar getting stolen.

That might be the weirdest sentence I have ever written.

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because Im Dylan matheson, and Im a freak annnd ehhehheh! HEHEH! EHHAHEHAH! you knoww eh??

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The first few lines were all right and some of the latter ones since knowing the story. It would make me crazy if someone nabbed one of my guitars, too. I think there might be stuff in there that means something to you, but I'm missing what it is and how it relates.

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He just got mad and when he goes mad he GOES CRAZYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY! HE'S SO CRAZYYYYYYYYYYYY! CRAZYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY IMAGES POP INTO HIS HEAD! IT ISN'T PLEASANT! IT'S TOO CRAZYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY TO BE PLEASANT!

Seriously, you're not going to find how it relates, except in that having his guitar jacked probably sent him spiralling into self-pity and this is the expression of that. I had my guitar stolen a while back, along with my computer, and, surprisingly, it didn't send me running to write poems about how crazy/unique I am, loaded with facile, pseudo-strange imagery.

PLEASE have children and raise them to your exact image and likeness.

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