December sinks in like a cold shouldered old friend. I try to stretch, reach my toes, but my own bones feel covered in snow.
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.
More Maggie Bowyer Quotes
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There are versions of myself I will never recover, stolen by moments i will forever remember.
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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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You’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.
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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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I’m actually great at being alone. It was being abandoned that was hard.
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Speak to me again, so I’m writing another poem I’ll never send.
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Your words hit harder than your fists, Neither missed.
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I knew i was losing you, But when you tossed me into the mail box it finally hit me- I was losing me.
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The last time you backstabbed me I grew a backbone. I should thank you.
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My wells have run dry, but not because i miss you any less, I finally accept that this is life.
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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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Is this pain ripping me, ripping us apart, really just psychosomatic?
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When 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.
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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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