There are versions of myself I will never recover, stolen by moments i will forever remember.
MAGGIE BOWYERI was only ten the first time I remember getting stabbed. My agony pierced the air with a sickening scream.
More Maggie Bowyer Quotes
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I am an emotional equation, continually miscalculation, escalation, you should be elated!
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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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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.
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The last time you backstabbed me I grew a backbone. I should thank you.
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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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I should have known the moment your lips met mine that we were having an affair with borrowed time.
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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.
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I want to find my soul rather than lose it.
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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.
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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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Your words hit harder than your fists, Neither missed.
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You were right I don’t think I was good for your mental health But I highly doubt anyone could be.
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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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The grace of being home is that i no longer have to waste energy on looking okay.
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