Is this pain ripping me, ripping us apart, really just psychosomatic?
MAGGIE BOWYERIs this pain ripping me, ripping us apart, really just psychosomatic?
MAGGIE BOWYERYour words hit harder than your fists, Neither missed.
MAGGIE BOWYEROn my worst days, my brain tries to trick me into wishing I stayed. It’s really trying to convince me that I didn’t deserve to survive.
MAGGIE BOWYERIf we found out tomorrow that oxygen was poisonous I would try to spend forever in your exhales.
MAGGIE BOWYERI am an emotional equation, continually miscalculation, escalation, you should be elated!
MAGGIE BOWYERSpeak to me again, so I’m writing another poem I’ll never send.
MAGGIE BOWYERI want to carve my insides out with a rusty spoon. It would be less painful.
MAGGIE BOWYERI hope you grow. I hope you change. It almost didn’t fazed me, when you chose her. You always wanted what you ‘have.
MAGGIE BOWYERI should have known when I started to fall in love, It was never meant to last long.
MAGGIE BOWYERYou’ve retracted your rays of warmth. You’ve pulled the clouds to cover sunlight. I think everyone is growing more concerned as the days keep passing and you’re still absent.
MAGGIE BOWYERI knew i was losing you, But when you tossed me into the mail box it finally hit me- I was losing me.
MAGGIE BOWYERAm i meant to untangle the knots in my own muscles? Do they think its as simple as a few tangles in my own hair?
MAGGIE BOWYERDecember sinks in like a cold shouldered old friend. I try to stretch, reach my toes, but my own bones feel covered in snow.
MAGGIE BOWYERThe burns didn’t hurt this badly when we were on fire.
MAGGIE BOWYERThese words crash over and threaten to destroy me. I cannot find the stars so far beneath these waves of insecurity and mistrust, their light has seemed to vanish.
MAGGIE BOWYERWhen you are starved for a moment of relief, you’ll eat their poison by the mouth full, no questions until the digestion leads to new problems.
MAGGIE BOWYER