Have I been buried alive by chronic pain? I can taste the dirt as they put me in the earth, thick on my lips like the honey that drips down my lips.
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.
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I want to carve my insides out with a rusty spoon. It would be less painful.
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I hope you grow. I hope you change. It almost didn’t fazed me, when you chose her. You always wanted what you ‘have.
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There are days I want to pretend you are just a call away.
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I should have known when I started to fall in love, It was never meant to last long.
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I’m not sure if I’m to blame for all my relationship failures. But when I look at the wreckage I am the only commonality.
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Be proud of a body that bares the burden of being buried only to bloom.
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On 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.
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I screamed and cried but only because i wanted to make this right. Instead, I sat alone, shivering watching the evening turn into night.
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There was no way to save her. Believe me i wanted to. But how could I, when I could barely save myself.
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Am i meant to untangle the knots in my own muscles? Do they think its as simple as a few tangles in my own hair?
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Speak to me again, so I’m writing another poem I’ll never send.
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It has been years now and you still remain, blood stains splattered across my brain. Its not that you were the first woman that I loved, you were the first person I memorized properly.
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I was only ten the first time I remember getting stabbed. My agony pierced the air with a sickening scream.
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I should have known the moment your lips met mine that we were having an affair with borrowed time.
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I’d rather suffer in silence than be subjected to deafening stares. I feel like I’m in an abusive relationship with my body, no one can see the bruises.
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