Beneath God and Sunshine

I still keep you here, buried beneath god and sunshine, hidden in the happy places I have long since forgotten. But the taste of you here, smothered under my breath, rolls in my stomach like every sad song we never danced to, and every sweat-soaked regret that walked me home at dawn. And still, I … Continue reading Beneath God and Sunshine

Sad Days Are Good Days Too

I know you're having trouble breathing right now, with the weight of the world and all the things you think you need to be, wrestling on top of your chest. It can all feel so unbelievably crushing sometimes, but sad days are good days too. Lovely girl, we all have sad days, welcome yours as … Continue reading Sad Days Are Good Days Too

Heavy Hands

I used to wonder how I could love him; but he crept in slowly, inch by careful inch until he no longer reeked of her and the kids he never really wanted anyway. But his hands grew heavy until they left hints of him behind, and I became the one who reeked of dirty things … Continue reading Heavy Hands

She is a Storm

Gently now, wild one. This world can only handle so many storms, and you have struck this one with your lightning and painted the walls of it with your thunder. Gently now, wild one. Let them catch their breath. © Nicole Lyons 2017

It Never Heard That

I don’t want to remember exactly how I was or who I was before you, and I know that isn’t what this world wants to hear, but it never listened to the beat of my broken heart or caught the pain in my eyes anyway. It never heard the way I hated myself when dawn … Continue reading It Never Heard That

A Cosmic Disappointment

I drink and I scream and I curse the stars, and still you are here, blaring in my fucking veins. Nicole Lyons 2017

Most Days

I don’t know if I will ever know the truth of us, and what could have been, what should have been, what will never be. But I do know I loved you and I think you may have loved me too, and most days that is enough. Nicole Lyons 2017