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Is this pain ripping me, ripping us apart, really just psychosomatic?

Maggie Bowyer

I hope you grow. I hope you change. It almost didn’t fazed me, when you chose her. You always wanted what you ‘have.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Change Choose Growth Her Relationship
Is this pain ripping me, ripping us apart, really just psychosomatic?
MAGGIE BOWYER

Pain Relationship
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
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
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
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
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
Be proud of a body that bares the burden of being buried only to bloom.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Bloom Body Bury One Liner Self Love
Don’t you know that shedding your pain only makes it reverberate.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Hurt Pain Reverberate Yourself
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
Am i meant to untangle the knots in my own muscles? Do they think its as simple as a few tangles in my own hair?
MAGGIE BOWYER

Hair Mine Muscle Simple Tangle
Speak to me again, so I’m writing another poem I’ll never send.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Again Poetry Speak
I’m stoned on a nice boat ride. I fake a smile, you fake a life.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Fake Life Nice Numb Smile
The burns didn’t hurt this badly when we were on fire.
MAGGIE BOWYER

Fire Hurt Pain Relationship Toxic
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
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

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