Poems from Stephanie Hyland
What tolerance do you speak of
I've asked more questions nevertheless
What lecture do you plan on
Iv'e only heard three words or less
That...
Born out of the foamHer exquisite face rising above the water of deathHer father's life taken away, a new one conceived from his...
I lack all thereof.
My eyes have lost the will
To bore the tears I have recognized as lies.
I am without knowledge
Granted to those who...
I can smile and look at everythingTwisting a strand of hair with my finger,A childish expression i wear to pass the time. Until then I am...
When the lights are searching my pockets of darknessThose words that frantically chime in your earThey are still alive, they knew me wellI...