Poetry
Cut Me Up
By Wallace - 21 February 08
I've given up on you for all time
Your little group--you and your friends
I don't belong; I don't fit in
I've given up on being the one
Who another person could love
I'm never right; I live in night
I've given every thought and each dream
Wasted on hopes I will not see
I can't survive; I can't believe
I've given every feeling for bliss
Loving you, needing your kiss
I'll not get it; I long to scream
I've given, given with only pain
Vainly returned just to be hurt
I want to hate; I want to curse
I've given myself to this despair
Go, I really no longer care
I feel nothing; I've gone insane
You've taken and taken, then you leave
Forsaken, you hope I'll disappear
I was miserable with you here
I'm still alive somehow, not dead yet
I won't cry now, you don't deserve it
I won't ever let you see me grieve
I will never let you see me bleed
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Wallace's Poetry
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- White Rabbit
- Emo
- The Riddle
- Bound
- cold embrace
- my Demon
- zombie
- Letting Go of My Heart
- Partner Soul
- Responsibility
- Parting the Cracked Glass
- The Box
- The Salmon
- The Morning After
- Cut Me Up
- Below the Cellar
- An Offering
- Flesh and Blood
- Moonlight Kite
- Baby
- The Starting Tale
- Bask in Your Light
- Part of Me
- The Arrival of Winter
- The Playground
- indigo petals
- Dark to Light
- Bathed in Blue
- disconnect
- frozen statues
- The Vampire's Lament
- Dreaming
- If I Love You
- The Damaged Soul
- I Wish I Could
- Strangers in the Day
- Standing by the Gate
- Periphery
- Who I am
- Song of the Journey's End
- Shards in the Moonlight
- Hear My Heart
- Ophir
- A Melancholic Tune