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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.

Maggie Bowyer

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 BOWYER

Blame Failure Hurt Relationship Wreck
I hope you grow. I hope you change. It almost didn’t fazed me, when you chose her. You always wanted what you ‘have.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Change Choose Growth Her Relationship
My wells have run dry, but not because i miss you any less, I finally accept that this is life.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Acceptance Dry Life Miss Yourself Well
I should have known the moment your lips met mine that we were having an affair with borrowed time.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Affair Borrow Know Lips Mine Moment Time
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.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Brain Deserve Stay Survive Worst
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?
MAGGIE BOWYER

Hair Mine Muscle Simple Tangle
There was no way to save her. Believe me i wanted to. But how could I, when I could barely save myself.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Believe Ending Save Way
You were right I don’t think I was good for your mental health But I highly doubt anyone could be.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Doubt Good Health Mental Yourself
I screamed and cried but only because i wanted to make this right. Instead, I sat alone, shivering watching the evening turn into night.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Cry Evening Night Right Scream Shiver
The very act of surviving in a world that does nothing but reject you is an act of revolution.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Revolution Survive World Yourself
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 BOWYER

Alive Dirt Earth Honey Hurt Lips Pain
I want to carve my insides out with a rusty spoon. It would be less painful.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Carve Inside Pain Rusty
Speak to me again, so I’m writing another poem I’ll never send.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Again Poetry Speak
Your words hit harder than your fists, Neither missed.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Fist Hurt Missing Word Yourself
Be proud of a body that bares the burden of being buried only to bloom.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Bloom Body Bury One Liner Self Love
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.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Break Up God Hurt Memories Picture Scream

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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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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