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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

There are days I want to pretend you are just a call away.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Away Call Pretend Yourself
I knew i was losing you, But when you tossed me into the mail box it finally hit me- I was losing me.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Loss Lost Myself Yourself
I’m stoned on a nice boat ride. I fake a smile, you fake a life.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Fake Life Nice Numb Smile
Is this pain ripping me, ripping us apart, really just psychosomatic?
MAGGIE BOWYER

Pain Relationship
I want to carve my insides out with a rusty spoon. It would be less painful.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Carve Inside Pain Rusty
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 am an emotional equation, continually miscalculation, escalation, you should be elated!
MAGGIE BOWYER

Calculation Emotions Equation
Two showers a day and I’m still a thousand more from washing you away.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Away Day Shower Wash Yourself
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.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Friend Life Relationship Truth Word Yourself
Don’t you know that shedding your pain only makes it reverberate.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Hurt Pain Reverberate Yourself
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
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
I was only ten the first time I remember getting stabbed. My agony pierced the air with a sickening scream.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Agony Air Pain Scream Stab Time
These 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.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Destroy Insecurity Light Mistrust Stars Vanish Word
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
The grace of being home is that i no longer have to waste energy on looking okay.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Energy Grace Home

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.

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