Help

I never thought about

the help I required

As a child.

But,

By the age of twenty-one

The bitterness of dependence,

was exposed and running

Like a live wire in the street.

And electricity jumps

at every well intended passerby.

I don’t want to need you,

Or anyone.

And it only serves to ease your mind.

Because you won’t act to mold the world

In a way that will allow me,

To exist,

Without needing you,

Anymore than you need me.

And here we are.

Published by sickybeat

I am a writer with an extremely active imagination. I love learning answers to questions and what makes everything and everyone tick. I am a "Unique case, medically" if nothing else. I am flawed in my extreme aversion to failure (even when "success" isn't good for me,) but have come a long way in ditching the perfectionist mindset. I like people whose default setting toward others is compassion, an open mind, and honesty

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