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There are versions of myself I will never recover, stolen by moments i will forever remember.

Maggie Bowyer

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’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
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
There are versions of myself I will never recover, stolen by moments i will forever remember.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Forever Moments Myself Recover Stole Yourself
There are days I want to pretend you are just a call away.
MAGGIE BOWYER

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

Calculation Emotions Equation
The grace of being home is that i no longer have to waste energy on looking okay.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Energy Grace Home
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
I want to find my soul rather than lose it.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Finding Loss Lost Soul
I’m actually great at being alone. It was being abandoned that was hard.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Abandonment Alone Great Hard
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
Your words hit harder than your fists, Neither missed.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Fist Hurt Missing Word Yourself
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 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
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
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

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