Kassey

Kassey Mar 24

Resourceful, they say
cocoa and shea butter
hooray

I cut through my skin
after putting the cocoa and shea butter
on my skin

Kassey Mar 24

Beige

My polo, pants
they are beige
I am dying of this age
Tryna earn below
minimum wage

Scattered blood
wiped off by black ink
covered in beige

Kassey Mar 21

Unspoken

Hear me shatter,
watch me explode
In a blink of an eye
In the middle of the storm
I yearned for you

Kassey Mar 21

Friday, at the Café

Indistinct chatters,
silenced by melody
Melody of my thoughts
Hung on a little thread
Died a little bit inside

As the coffee drips,
my heart falls and strips
As the coffee drips,
why can't so my tears?

Alone, Friday at the Café
Pushed and leaned on the corner
with two rings attached to my fingers
the memories lingers

Where I am? At the Café
Who am I? That's Touché
Can I find somebody
Somebody at this Café
Everyone has someone
but me, I am the only one

Well, it is Friday
At the Café
As sweet as my matcha
As bitter as my life

Kassey Mar 21

Soufflé

Soufflé,
With my heart you play
Warm, jiggling
like your hugs, it is tingling

Kassey Mar 21

In the midst

Friday, at the Café
With iced matcha latte
and things she didn't want to say
What will fill the void?
In the midst of the crowd,
you are the one that I avoid.

Kassey Dec 2024

Eaten, swallowed

Born independent in the middle of the woods
like an orphan Tarzan if you would.
Learned how to swing by the vines, how can I learn different kinds of lines?
Can I tame a lion or would it eat me?

In the woods, I was lost
Where is path that I am supposed to end up to? Was it near me? Far-away from me? Did I already miss it?

In the middle of the woods, full of uncertainty, we face different demons.
It could be the lion or some entity
Will I be swallowed?

If I will not survive the demons,
I hope I will not be eaten or swallowed
I hope I will have the courage to fight them
I hope I will be defeated because I give all of my strength, not because I am weak, eaten, and swallowed.