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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.

Maggie Bowyer

I am an emotional equation, continually miscalculation, escalation, you should be elated!
MAGGIE BOWYER

Calculation Emotions Equation
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.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Poison Problem relief Starve Yourself
I’m stoned on a nice boat ride. I fake a smile, you fake a life.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Fake Life Nice Numb Smile
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
Be proud of a body that bares the burden of being buried only to bloom.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Bloom Body Bury One Liner Self Love
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 BOWYER

Love Relationship Woman Yourself
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.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Absence Growth Ray Sun Warmth 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
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

Alive Dirt Earth Honey Hurt Lips Pain
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
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.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Body Bruise Hurt Pain Relationship Silence Suffering
The burns didn’t hurt this badly when we were on fire.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Fire Hurt Pain Relationship Toxic
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
There was no way to save her. Believe me i wanted to. But how could I, when I could barely save myself.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Believe Ending Save Way
Is this pain ripping me, ripping us apart, really just psychosomatic?
MAGGIE BOWYER

Pain Relationship
Speak to me again, so I’m writing another poem I’ll never send.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Again Poetry Speak

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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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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