black
grey
blue
red
brown
white

They build ladders from my spine and they climb and they fall and they break me, and they climb again.

Nicole Lyons

She is love, and a little fucking unstoppable.
NICOLE LYONS

Herself Instagram Captions Love Stop
You can’t tame a girl who has her head. In the clouds and one foot out the door.
NICOLE LYONS

Tame Woman Yourself
I like you here, between commas, where the only thing you can break now, is my lines.
NICOLE LYONS

Break Myself Yourself
I think I saw you again in the moonlight tonight, and I swear I could taste the hints of it alll.
NICOLE LYONS

Light Moon Myself Taste Thinking Yourself
The deepest pain I ever felt was denying my own feelings to make everyone else comfortable.
NICOLE LYONS

Comfortable Feeling Myself Pain
Melancholy- My longest of lost lovers has returned to dance with me Again I loved him; intensely.
NICOLE LYONS

Dance Intense Lost Love Myself Return
I swear if I were to rip myself open, it wouldn’t be blood that poured out of me, it would be him.
NICOLE LYONS

Blood Himself Love Myself
And now I wander. Forever searching for the pieces of me I should have never given away.
NICOLE LYONS

Deep Forever Myself Pieces Search
Be patient with me, dear heart. The art of loving is a peculiar business when one has spent an eternity hating themselves.
NICOLE LYONS

Business Forever Hate Heart Love Myself Patience
On paper I have killed you a thousand times but my heart disregards clever words.
NICOLE LYONS

Heart Kill Myself Paper Time Word
I drink to the ones that can sit with their souls and not wish for sleep and the nightmares it brings.
NICOLE LYONS

Drink Myself Sleep Soul
When I told you that I hadn’t been broken before; it wasn’t a fucking challenge.
NICOLE LYONS

Break Challenge Myself Talk Yourself
Moon child with your galaxy heart, cool your heels and stay awhile.
NICOLE LYONS

Children Heart Moon Stay Yourself
Poetry is the loveliest art. It has a wretched way of revealing our own character when we think we are judging the poets.
NICOLE LYONS

Art Character Judgement Love Poet Poetry Reveal Thinking
He left love letters at my door, and a chalk outline on the highway.
NICOLE LYONS

Himself Letter Love Myself Way
I still pick at these memories of you; I pick them until they bleed.
NICOLE LYONS

Blood Memories Yourself

They build ladders from my spine and they climb and they fall and they break me, and they climb again.

Related Topics

Popular Authors

They build ladders from my spine and they climb and they fall and they break me, and they climb again.

Related Topics

Popular Authors

More Nicole Lyons Quotes