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.
MAGGIE BOWYERDon’t you know that shedding your pain only makes it reverberate.
More Maggie Bowyer Quotes
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You’d read between my lines, You’d seen truths I had tried to deny all my life. You had read poems that were tucked neatly under my sheets, words I never meant anyone to read.
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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 actually great at being alone. It was being abandoned that was hard.
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Your words hit harder than your fists, Neither missed.
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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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I was only ten the first time I remember getting stabbed. My agony pierced the air with a sickening scream.
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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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You were right I don’t think I was good for your mental health But I highly doubt anyone could be.
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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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Speak to me again, so I’m writing another poem I’ll never send.
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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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The very act of surviving in a world that does nothing but reject you is an act of revolution.
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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 can scream into every passing storm cloud, but that will not bring you back. I can yell at god as i sob over crinkled pictures, but all i can grasp are memories.
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