Therapy~Pizza Place (30)

A Poem By Kassady // 10/5/2014

Do you, 
Moan or skim? 
Once you've figured, 
It's another pining, 
Poem all over again. 
Have I become cliche, 
In my day to day routine? 
My writing stale,
With the same message, 
"I want love, 
I want companionship, 
I'm strong,
But oh how I'm weak. 
I smile, 
But I cry, 
And because I'm alone, 
I while away the hours, 
Dreaming of my muse, 
Pathetically criticizing myself, 
For stupid human feelings."
You've read it all before, 
The fear of boring you, 
Of driving you away, 
From my therapeutic sessions of words, 
Spilled out and expressed;
And you act, 
My reader and judge, 
As my therapist, 
Sometimes it's just nice, 
To have someone to talk to.

Just One
You try to convey, 
A lot in just one look, 
Just one hug, 
Just one moment of eyes meeting, 
I try my best, 
But I just can't interpret, 
Can't read your mind, 
But the way you hugged me, 
Or I hugged you, 
Meant something,
Something important. 
Try as I might, 
Your body language is a mystery, 
Like every other part of you, 
But whatever it meant, 
It was the best hug ever. 

Bruised Metaphor
Both proud of
And worried of this bruise
Brown and green
Not extremely deep
Sounds just like my heart
In the part where 
You reside, 
Slowly fading 
But still sore to touch. 

Perfect in Every Way
Daydream boyfriend, 
Come to comfort me, 
Come to satisfy, 
My hopeless romantic heart,
Holding me tight.
Thoughts of a mystery man, 
Perfect in every way, 
Respectful and true, 
Unrealistic but what I'm looking for eventually. 
Sometimes there'll be flings, 
Cute handsome characters, 
Strutting through the quagmires, 
The swamp that is my brain. 
They all sweet talk, 
Smooth talking and sharp dressed,
Passionate and strong, 
Charismatic and caring, 
Perfect in every way. 
Some are bad boys, 
Others responsible men, 
But mostly they're just head over heels, 
For me, 
And all of them say that I'm: 
"Perfect in every way," 
Making me wonder, 
Maybe I should date myself. 

Unrealistic Future Plans
So my plans aren't realistic, 
Maybe they never were, 
Baby I've never been realistic in the first place. 
So my dreams are nothing more, 
Visions of ghosts, 
Visions of angels in man's clothes.
So my future isn't what I thought, 
Ever changing on me, 
Ever throwing me into the unknown. 
So my hopes are gone, 
Making me wonder why, 
Taking me down again. 
So my plans have been blown away, 
Carried on the winds of chance, 
Buried like my feelings for you. 

Hamilton Center
Traveling across, 
Passing by, 
Heart aches, 
Memories emerge, 
Wonder what's going on, 
What's going on in your mind? 
What's going on with you?
Half my summer spent, 
Spending time with you, 
In this area we drive by. 

Pizza Place
Music fills the silence, 
Smells fill the air, 
And I smile at the melody, 
Sweet memories and future plans, 
The song I'll surely dance to one day, 
A father daughter dance, 
That'll make both cry. 
I exclaim my affection, 
For the tune which plays on, 
Making the woman beside me moan. 
Pain makes her twist away, 
Trying to smile, 
Trying to laugh it off, 
Hurt in her heart, 
Longing for what every girl needs, 
A father. 
News of his passing hit me hard, 
My words spilled earlier tasting sour on my tongue.
My heart bled for her, 
Wanting to take her pain and give her peace. 
Tears sprung to her eyes, 
And she tried to laugh them off, 
Telling everyone she told herself not to cry. 
Instinctively I stepped forward, 
Hugging the woman to my heart, 
Hoping to comfort her, 
Heal her in some way. 
The tenseness of her whole body,
Loosened and relaxed, 
I could feel something let go, 
Feel her walls weaken, 
Her vulnerability, 
I wanted to give her my strength, 
My love, 
My all, 
For all that she had lost, 
I wished her love ten fold. 


I have something to say. I

I have something to say. I held off saying it because I thought you might have gotten over this "addiction". But since you brought the topic up in Therapy, I decided to share my opinion.
I do find these pathetic. I do moan inwardly and skim. I do think they're cliche. I really didn't want to say this, especially since I'm not even a monthly writer or anything so I'm trying to do it in the humblest way. I think what you've been posting in these poems (not all of them, just some questionable ones) are "pushing the envelope". And I'm not talking about inappropriate for younger children. I'm talking about when I click into your poems the content I find makes me not wanting to comment because I don't want to support the ideas along with it.
I don't have anything wrong with romance. It's just the way you are describing this addiction makes me sick.
And honestly, unless you exaggerate in your poems and make things a whole lot worse then they are, I'm thinking you do actually have a problem.

I'm not picking on the actual poems, Kassady. You write them very well, and I hope you don't take offense. That last one was lovely and written beautifully.

Maddi | Sun, 10/05/2014

Goodbye? Oh no, please. Can’t we just go back to page one and start all over again?” – Winnie The Pooh


Thank you Maddi for expressing yourself and your problem with things. My poetry is mostly exaggerated, and the innuendos that I put in probably sound a lot worse than it really is. I'm sorry... If I write those kinds of poems I'll keep them to myself. The first poem sounds a lot worse than it really is, I went through a short faze where I imagined kissing a lot of guys I knew... Which is wrong, I know, but I got over it... Writing that poem probably helped me a lot, but when I'm working through things mentally I'll try keeping it to myself now. I apologize.
Don't be afraid to tell me if I've over stepped a line! I appreciate feedback, good and bad!
Again! Sorry! I'm not offended... I just feel bad for making my readers uncomfortable. :(

Kassady | Sun, 10/05/2014

"Here's looking at you, Kid"
Write On!

I'll take down the first poem

I'll take down the first poem ;) I don't even like it!

Kassady | Sun, 10/05/2014

"Here's looking at you, Kid"
Write On!

This was another good set,

This was another good set, Kass! I especially liked 'Hamilton Center'. That had a really bittersweet, nostalgic feel. Just love. <3

I just want you to always feel confident in what you write. I showed your 'Therapy' poem to someone and they said it was lovely. :) Thank you for opening up and sharing your feelings with us. Just know what you feel is valid, and honestly normal.

Everyone is different, you know, and what you feel may not necessarily be what somebody else feels but that doesn't make it wrong. These are resonating with people. So I believe in you, I believe in your writing, and I really want for you to continue to post these poems because I will keep reading, and appreciating the fact that my wonderful friend is able to be so open and honest. It's a great inspiration to me in my own writing!

Looking eagerly forward to the next set, as always!

Love you!! <3


Madeline | Sun, 10/05/2014

everything was better when/you would call and I'd be like/yeah babe, no way

Thanks Homey!

Thank you Homey! :) I really appreciate it!!! Your comment made me light up and smile.
Haha, I'm surprised Hamilton Center was written reay quickly, but I'm glad it was still good!
Thanks for being my best friend! Can't wait to read what you have coming up!

Kassady | Mon, 10/06/2014

"Here's looking at you, Kid"
Write On!


So glad there's no offence!
I'm not trying to say that you shouldn't be open in your poems...just that how much overly repeated and testy that the topic was :) And don't get me wrong, I love open, honest, raw poems.
I think maybe, as a suggestion, if you do write poems to sort through things mentally (which I certainly encourage!) wait until after sorting the issue out before posting so you can make changes if need be. I myself write poems or pieces that the topic isn't what's appropriate and I wouldn't post them straight as they are. I'll often edit out bits of my poems.
Anyway. Glad that you exaggerated :) and thankyou for not getting angry and offended. I can see how it could have been like that, especially since how Homey wrote her comment.
By the way, what's your quote/signature from??

Maddi | Mon, 10/06/2014

Goodbye? Oh no, please. Can’t we just go back to page one and start all over again?” – Winnie The Pooh


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