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Multi Dimensional
Amy Dunlap
03/02/2004

Alone in the dark I sleep,
Alone in the corner of my mind.
Fractured thoughts of nothingness linger,
Fractured silence still in time.

I lay awake in deeper sleep,
Reality torments my soul to wonder,
All my life a secret I keep,
A life that’s fake, I’m falling under.

I can’t feel,
I can’t see,
I can’t listen,
I can’t breathe.
The reality inside me,
A silent voice that calls,
The reality that warns me
There is no reality at all.

Fall in deeper,
Catch the edge,
Multi dimensional reality begs,
Wake up from the lies your walking in,
A structured world broken in two,
Let loose your fear for the unknown,
A multi dimensional entity timeless drone.
©2004-2010 ~Amy Dunlap

Taking out the Garbage
Amy Dunlap
02/28/10

I bleed out my eyes I kill you in my mind,
go away and kill yourself go away and die.
Tell yourself you're better tell yourself you're fine,
Hide in the corner while I stab you.

Answer the phone, tell them you're ok.
Hang it up as I decapitate,
The one in front of me.
your head rolling on the ground
but you still smile

Blood in the bathtub,
Blood in a pool.
Ugly on the inside,
ugly outside too.

Before too long you will be free.
I kill you in my thoughts,
because you are disposible.

Don't come near me.
You think you are invincible.
You're not imortal.
In my greatest dreams you are immobile.
In my darkest thoughts you don't exist.

Fake and stupid,
******** and weird.
Dirty rotten,
your blood i smeared.
On my walls,
on the floor.
Egotistical,
bitchy whore.
©2010 ~Amy Dunlap

Nameless
Amy Dunlap
02/15/03

You sleep away the day,
you wake up ten years late.
Your happy because your sad,
you need someone to hate.
You live an ordanary life,
everythings the same.
You run around in circles,
dancing in the rain.
You're tied up in your own thoughts,
killing shadows just to get them out.

Death is a jester laughing in your face,
he pokes you in the eye just to hear you screem in haste.
All you do is stand there with the door open,
letting the cold air out.
and you're sick and stuck to your old sad song,
all day long singing voiceless,
and I still hum along.

Its clear we're going nowhere,
as I drive a car with no engine,
down a road with no turns.
You snore so loud my stomach churns.
But its a dead end road,
because we lost our way.
Go back home and try another day.
I'll wake you up and ask you your name,
in this ordanary world every second we change.

There you are crying in the coner all alone.
I dail a number on a cordless telephone.
I wait for lunch time to cook without heat.
I didn't make my bed because messy is neat.
Sudenly I poke my finger on a thimble,
I sew up your mouth just to keep you stable.
But I'm crazy myself,
I'm scared of my friends.
Your nine inch nails dig into my skin.
And a vampire goblin drinks the blood he can find,
these are the visions i see in my mind.

Another evil toad smiles nicely.
In an ordanary world,
odanary is all I see.
I try one last time to make you happy,
writing poems that only sound sappy.
And I left the frozen microwave in the attic to thaw,
even when you told me it made no sence at all.
But now its cold here inside and out.

The raido is broken but I can still hear the weather,
this firestorm in september.
I hate the guy saying its friday,
because its not past twelve.
I think the house is on fire,
but its too hot to tell.
I saw you get up and turn the AC on,
and there in the flames we danced to our song.

A drop of rain fell from the celling to my sholder,
I look around and see Skully and Moulder.
I fall to the floor as the drugs take their leave,
it must be your way of getting back at me.
You push me away,
I hold you tight.
The demons you feed haunt me at night.
I reach into my pocket and eat a skittle,
but the sky is falling said chicken little.
I put my pencil down I'm too tired to write,
I'm sleeping now so forget it,
goodnight.

Another day and I try to clear my mind,
I know that I'm dead but I feel so alive.
Chickity China was a chinese chicken,
KFC finger lickin's sticking.
It will be ten more days till I fix my problems,
I'm always in veign,
still somehow,
I solve them.

Writers block perges,
a demon beast emerges.
Ordanary changes,
ordanarys nameless,
and ordanary stays the same.
Razor blade umbrella,
acid rain,
once again it stays the same.
I'm singing voiceless my same old song,
I look in your eyes as you hum along.

©2003-2010 ~Amy Dunlap

Distrought
Amy Dunlap
9/21/09

I held a crumpled note, but I never threw it away.
I sat alone thinking, words I'd never say.

Happy on the outside,
Inside I'm in tears,
But I adore the memories consumed by all the years.
I can take a picture,
Put it in a frame,
Would you still remember the way I looked that day?
I wear a painted smile, but I am not plastic.
I once had a heart, but then someone trashed it.

Trying hard to tell you how it hurt,
I cannot leave because I enjoy the pain,
Throwing water, splashing dirt,
I paint picture of you in the rain.
When you laugh I cry,
When you cry I run.
Chasing games that end up,
Sad and bloody on the outside.
Screaming and waiting
for the bitter taste,
of the passion...

Caught up in the night,
the end is alright.
Its already dead,

all framed in my head.
and you're just my memory of heart.

so turn out the light,
I'm through crying tonight
tell me its ok.
I wont cut today
Waste of my life.
Don't think twice to say your sorry.
I am sorry ....

2009-2010 ~Amy Dunlap

The
Amy Dunlap
03/07/2004

I can’t think my mind is warped,
The hour drives me slowly insane,
I can’t breathe my body aches,
giving me an illusionary pain.

All my thoughts as I sit alone,
I think of you sleeping at home,
All my time without a word,
I sit where clustered thought return.

I worry too little,
I worry too much.
But I’ve always known I had enough,
Leftover sadness covered in dust.

It leaves me to wonder where I’m going next,
distorted reality in a picture book world.
Things I wish I had,
The story left untold,
The pages fell out,
As the book was unfold.

Old and tattered it sits on the shelf,
lost in memory without any help.
Like a horror story told on Thanksgiving,
A forgotten passage to the reason for living.

And I still lost my way,
Though I took every path.
Got caught up in a circle because I was given no map,
Even if I had one I’d lose my way,
Running in circles for the rest of my days.

Don’t worry about me,
I can do this ok.
Still I can’t promise not to cry,
When it’s all gone away.

Alone in silence they will lay me in,
The end of the beginning,
The end of the end.

Echo
Amy Dunlap
03/07/2004

Jilted path to my soul,
Rusty key for you to hold.
Acid rain beneath my eye,
A fated kiss in transparent time.

I strike a match and watch it burn,
Blended surrender emotions churn.
Broken pieces, glued, bonding,
Haunting silence intertwining.

Hourglass empty,
Thought rearranges.
A voiceless word,
Secret languages.

Black and white turns to color,
Energy flow between each other.
Spoken dialogue left behind,
Echoes deep and opens mind.