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Your words hit harder than your fists, Neither missed.

Maggie Bowyer

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
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
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.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Break Up God Hurt Memories Picture Scream
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
The grace of being home is that i no longer have to waste energy on looking okay.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Energy Grace Home
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 am an emotional equation, continually miscalculation, escalation, you should be elated!
MAGGIE BOWYER

Calculation Emotions Equation
The very act of surviving in a world that does nothing but reject you is an act of revolution.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Revolution Survive World Yourself
The last time you backstabbed me I grew a backbone. I should thank you.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Thank You Yourself
I should have known the moment your lips met mine that we were having an affair with borrowed time.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Affair Borrow Know Lips Mine Moment Time
There are days I want to pretend you are just a call away.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Away Call Pretend Yourself
What started as a friendly fire quickly turned into assassination. What did i do to jump to number one in your hit list?
MAGGIE BOWYER

Assassination Fire Friendship Hurt Pain Violence
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
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.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Bone Cold Cover December Friendship Snow
I want to carve my insides out with a rusty spoon. It would be less painful.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Carve Inside Pain Rusty

Your words hit harder than your fists, Neither missed.

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