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 BOWYERI screamed and cried but only because i wanted to make this right. Instead, I sat alone, shivering watching the evening turn into night.
More Maggie Bowyer Quotes
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There are days I want to pretend you are just a call away.
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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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December sinks in like a cold shouldered old friend. I try to stretch, reach my toes, but my own bones feel covered in snow.
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The grace of being home is that i no longer have to waste energy on looking okay.
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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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Your words hit harder than your fists, Neither missed.
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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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Be proud of a body that bares the burden of being buried only to bloom.
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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 am an emotional equation, continually miscalculation, escalation, you should be elated!
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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’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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What started as a friendly fire quickly turned into assassination. What did i do to jump to number one in your hit list?
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The burns didn’t hurt this badly when we were on fire.
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