Two showers a day and I’m still a thousand more from washing you away.
MAGGIE BOWYERYou’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.
More Maggie Bowyer Quotes
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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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I am an emotional equation, continually miscalculation, escalation, you should be elated!
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There are versions of myself I will never recover, stolen by moments i will forever remember.
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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 should have known when I started to fall in love, It was never meant to last long.
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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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Be proud of a body that bares the burden of being buried only to bloom.
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I was only ten the first time I remember getting stabbed. My agony pierced the air with a sickening scream.
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The last time you backstabbed me I grew a backbone. I should thank you.
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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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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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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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If we found out tomorrow that oxygen was poisonous I would try to spend forever in your exhales.
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Don’t you know that shedding your pain only makes it reverberate.
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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.
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