Marissa Knappert
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Instagram @marissa_m_Knappert personal account with some writing and motivational posting. Come enjoy!
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Broken masterpiece.
I belong in a museum. Eye catching from a distance, Admired up close, Left barely seen or felt anymore. There is a painting that hangs on the wall you noticed right away when you first walk in. You take your time looking at all the other sculptures and art work until you circle to the canvas that caught your eye from a distance.
By Marissa Knappert4 years ago in Poets
Musical needs
Every time I hear a violin doing a cover I can’t help but put myself in a daydream as if I'm the one playing the song. I close my eyes, take a deep breath, and submerge myself in the flow of the notes. The feel of the melody takes my imagination and runs wild with it.
By Marissa Knappert5 years ago in Poets
2:51 Am
Like every morning prior to this one I woke up, reached for my phone to hit the snooze button for about the 4th time. Yes I am one of those kinds of people. I dread waking up in the morning and even more so when I am a sad, ball of rain clouds hiding under mounds of comfy blankets and the pile of clothes that I share my bed with now. I’ve gotten use to having the empty space next to me again, And that’s not even the part that bugs me. What bugs me is once again I gave my all to someone who wasn’t worthy of being with me. I know what I deserve and want in a partner, yet time and time again I have ignored these needs and wants because since I was a little girl it has felt like I have been fed nothing but bullshit about my state of worthiness in this world or lack there of I should say. I know I’m not worthless, I know a woman like me is rare and I make a point to say that because I have worked hard to be that type of woman because that's what I deserve from the man I am destined to be with, rarity. Not pain, lies, abuse and heartache. I know you’re probably scuffing while you read this and thinking to yourself “Wishful thinking” right? Wrong, but that's where my mindset was at the time. A very destructive place to be in.
By Marissa Knappert5 years ago in Poets
Undeniable Touch.
Tell me what you see as you look at me, As you watch my every move. I wonder if you can stare and get lost in the depths of my crystal blues. Can you see all the desire I carry within. Can you see the unquenchable thirst I have to be this beautiful creature that all things bad in this world can’t touch. The cravings I have for your lips gently pressing against mine. Your hands slowly running down my back pulling me closer to your body as I melt into your arms. We get lost together like a ship swaying with the ocean waves as our body’s move in rhythmic form.
By Marissa Knappert5 years ago in Poets
