Kat Smith

Rookie - 91 Points (it would have been Wednesday but Wednesday was cancelled due to a scheduling error / night vale)

Therapy Office - Poem by Kat Smith

to retrain my lungs
were do i begin?
do i start with the mother
who i am sure
has been out of her mind
since the days of my youth
do i start with a father
who really was nothing of the sort
dictator is far more accurate
the grandmother
i abhor
maybe i should start all at once
let my demons flow out
like from the gates of hell
and maybe ill start to retrain my brain as well
so i let them flow
it felt good for awhile
till i went home from the therapy office
and found i still couldn't smile
i took my hands and forced
my mask back up on my face
took a deep breath
shoved all the demons back in
a week had gone by and i was back again

Poet's Notes about The Poem

it is vague but i find it to be pretty self explanatory

Comments about Therapy Office by Kat Smith

  • Gold Star - 16,282 Points John Westlake (4/26/2014 8:52:00 AM)

    A strong write. I can relate to this. Not all therapy is helpful. None helped me (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 3, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, August 30, 2013

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