In this life I have lived and I have loved too hard and too fast to ever make it to the finish line in one solid piece. I have lost my heart to fate and fools and scorched my feet inside friendly fire. I have broken my back against walls and learned that love doesn’t … Continue reading God Damn If I Haven’t Learned
Tag: My soul is
The Old Friend
I have missed you and our time together, and I want you to know that I am sorry our paths took us in different directions and never really left a moment for us to consider how that happened anyway. I wish life and old promises had a reset button, I’d push that button until my … Continue reading The Old Friend
On Poetry #4
I wouldn't call myself a poetry whore, but there is something about a well-placed comma that really revs my engine. © Nicole Lyons 2018
Game Night
Lines cut, lines crossed highs hit, friends lost Move left, slither right hands up, blindside Is it all just a game played in good jest, or does luck play a hand in sinking the rest? Is it all just a game determined by fate, or will you be the one left to sit in checkmate? … Continue reading Game Night
Walking With Angels
She peddled her promises, and a story so sad, I gathered angels to sing her praises. Even the devil took a beat to cock his head and listen in admiration. But a hook that high, blazing through the night, could never bring down the sun, so I shrugged my shoulders and the devil laughed when … Continue reading Walking With Angels
Smoke & Mirrors
Hold a mirror up to me and I will hold one up to you, and we can kiss your pretty lies and fuck my ugly truth. © Nicole Lyons 2018
A Hard Thing
It is a hard thing, when a mind creeps and wanders and everything you want to say comes out as everything you have sworn you wouldn’t. It is a very hard thing when a mind, so full and so bright, turns in on itself and darkness feels like home again. It is a hard thing … Continue reading A Hard Thing
