Poems from Carissa Knox
My heart is my tongue
I let it speak for me because
I tend to lose words.
I am drowning in our memories
i’m trying to keep hold on...
age 7
i pray before i sleep. sometimes i wish to wash away my scars.
not the visible ones. but the ones that were buried beneath my...
From now on, If a man looks longer than two seconds
I will get uncomfortable.
Will Become paranoid when men stand too close
drunk or not...
Remembering the nights you would sing
me to sleep under the rolling thunder.
dusting away every bad memory of that
day & try to...
The entity of liquefied memories helps
me cope with reality, you're more than just
a feeling to me.
Lets just call you love,
making...