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Classified Apr 2014
[ dih- pen -d uh ns ]
noun
1. the state of relying on or needing someone or something for aid, support, or the like.
2. reliance; confidence; trust: Her complete reliability earned her our dependence.
an object of reliance or trust.
3. the state of being conditional or contingent on something, as through a natural or logical sequence: the dependence of an effect upon a cause.
4. the state of being psychologically or physiologically dependent on a drug after a prolonged period of use.

I depend too much.
I depended on people a lot, and they left.
I depended on my blades, and they got taken away.
I depended on my feelings, and they faded.

I relied on people.
I used a sharpener as my drug of choice.
I used feelings as my anchor.

And now I have a new person I depend on
A new drug
A new feeling

And the problem is that I believe him when he says he will stay,
I believe him when he tells me I'm beautiful,
I believe him when he says "I love you"

But that is what scares me.
When he leaves, I'll crumble.
I'll remember I'll never be anything close to beautiful.
I'll know I'll never be loved and I will struggle even more to love again
Because he has enough of me to break my heart and tear me apart.

I depend on him too much.
"Never depend on anything in this world, because even your shadow leaves you when you're in darkness"
Classified Apr 2014
As ugly as you think you are.
You are wrong.
You're hideous
Atrocious looking
Horrifying
Scarily unattractive
Disgusting

As mean and awful as you think you are.
You are wrong.
You're disgraceful to the human race
A terrible person
A horrendous representation
A stupid waste of air an space

As messed up a you think you are
You are wrong.
You are so far gone that not even a saint could save you
So ******* up in your mind that you'd give a serial ****** killer nightmares
So doomed that your holiday spot is hell.


Worst of wishes and muh hate
Me.
K.A, E.N, M.V/A, T.E and a few others have treated you far too kindly.
I deserve nothing more than to die the most drawn out and painful death that can be thought up.
Classified Apr 2014
so I can't get what I want.*
And what I want is to be enough.

To be good enough to my parents to not make them comment about suicide.

To be good enough to my friends to actually develope a close bond with them.

To be good enough as a person to help others and make them happy.

To be good enough academically to have a good future.

To be enough as a person to not have to always prove myself
To not always have to fight
To not have people take advantage of me
To not have people treat me like crap
To not have people talk about me behind my back
To not have people mock me and make fun of me
To not have people reject me based on my gender
To not have people judge me base on my image
To not have to fight back
To not have to defend myself all the time.

I just want to be good enough.

but the world is not a wish granting factory
So I can't get what I want.
Brilliant first day back at school.
Classified Apr 2014
That is what you call me.
I'm your "dear one".
At first that made me cry
Knowing that I forced you to care
Manipulated you into thinking I am anything worth anything or anyone caring about.

Then I got to know you.
Realize how you saw me.
I bonded with you more and cared for you in return.

Now I almost smile at the mention of me being your "dear one".
Because I am now honored that someone so amazing as you can care for me
And at times, I even think that I'm worth caring about.


So this is for my dear one, becuse I care about you too.
And you are so much more than what you label and limit yourself as.
And even if the breath has left my soulless body, I will always be here for you.
Written especially for you, TDA.
Stay strong, always. I believe in you and care for you.  And you may call yourself things, but you are not what you label yourself as or what you think are your weaknesses.

Lock and key
From Your Orange Princess
And no, I won't toughen up.
Classified Apr 2014
so I can't get what I want

And what I want is to be pretty.
I know it's shallow and superficial
But I don't want to be a model
Or on the cover of magazines
Or really popular because of it.
I want to be ordinary but breathtaking.
I remember once that I saw a woman at the theatre , and I looked at her and was speechless. She was not extravagantly dressed or over loaded in make up and neither did she have incredibly skimpy clothes on
But I was literally breathless at her beauty. And I've never forgotten her.
Or that glimpse of her.

That is what I want.
I want to be a normal person who has an impact on others because of my pure beauty.

but the world is not a wish granting factory
so I can't get what I want
The italics is a true story.
And because I can't get what I want
I'm stuck  being
Repulsive
Horrifying
Disgusting
Ugly
Unattractive
Hideous
Classified Apr 2014
So I can't get what I want.

11:11
is pointless
Because
Wishes don't come true.

Shooting stars
are stupid to wish upon
Because
They're already dead.


i wish...
That I could hug someone right now
Fall asleep in someone's arms
Feel safe
Be close to someone
Know what to say to Him
Have someone care enough to kiss my lips
Have someone to caress my heart
And feel my love


i wish...
That I had a shoulder to cry on
Someone to wipe away my tears
Hold me when I need it
Place my had in theirs
Tell me I'm beautiful
       and mean it
See my scars
       and love me more.

i wish...
That I had the strength to **** myself
To drink the bleach
Hang the noose
Load the gun
Get onto the roof
      and jump
Step in front of the car
Leap off the bridge
Bleed myself dry

But the world is not a wish granting factory
So I can't get what I want.
John Green quote used again.
Classified Apr 2014
The lonely lamp
Abandoned in the street
With its dim light.

At a glance, you'd think it's just
A street lamp
But everyone and everything has a story.

If you look closer, you'll see the scratches and dents,
The marks people left behind

It's alone and solitary
Abandoned
Deserted.  

It's light will fade, and during the day it becomes pointless
But at night
It can light the way for some lonely souls
But for some damaged people
That lonely
Solitary
Abandoned
Street lamp
Can be a reminder that there is light at the end of the tunnel.
I Wish I Could Cry asked me to write about a Street Lamp. So here it is.
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