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.
MAGGIE BOWYERThe very act of surviving in a world that does nothing but reject you is an act of revolution.
More Maggie Bowyer Quotes
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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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The burns didn’t hurt this badly when we were on fire.
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I know I could be a petty queen, I could release all the receipts the way you treated me. But honey I’m happier living in peace than cruelty.
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I’m stoned on a nice boat ride. I fake a smile, you fake a life.
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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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Is this pain ripping me, ripping us apart, really just psychosomatic?
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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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I should have known the moment your lips met mine that we were having an affair with borrowed time.
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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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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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Two showers a day and I’m still a thousand more from washing you away.
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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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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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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 want to carve my insides out with a rusty spoon. It would be less painful.
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