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.
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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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