Stephanie's Written Works

She said: “Why does it have to be so hard Why can’t things ever go my way Why am I always dealt the wrong card Why can’t this good feeling every stay?” He said: “Baby, why do you have to talk that way I know life puts things in disarray And I know nothing’s ever easy And I know it makes you feel uneasy.” She said: “I’m tired of disappointment And I’m tired of feeling sad I'm tired of hope's dismantelment I don't want to be mad." He said: "Darling, if it were all so simple how would we know we're... Sign in to see full entry.

PART FOUR Chapter Ten (Brian’s Hallucination) Brian collapsed back onto his bed, breathing heavily. He tried to bury himself beneath his pillows, desperate to escape the scrutinizing eyes. You were dead for almost a minute. The sentence echoed through the spaces of his mind. He didn’t know much about death. Apparently, he had just died, and it was still an enigma to him. In his mind there hadn’t been a difference between living and dying. There wasn’t a difference because when you’re dead, death... Sign in to see full entry.

Every Pair of Hands Every pair of hands tell a story every crack demands infinite query. Every pair of hands has their own fingerprint of personality, they imply the holder's individuality. Every pair of hands has their own story to tell they have their own accounts of heaven and hell. © Stephanie Minor 2008 Sign in to see full entry.

The Two Worlds One rose holds the love and affection everyone desires. One pair of eyes holds all the feelings ever felt. One mirror holds the reflection of everyone's past. One storm holds the hatred everyone wants to neglect. As there are two worlds for us to choose who we are. © Stephanie Minor Sign in to see full entry.

Panorama Dreamscape The dream began in simple solitude Alone on the dreamscape within a moon beam Never ending, forever shinning Its light barely sparks the touch of reality But in the night of dark and silent It induces burning flames of inspiration To awake in the night with a burning intuition To look to the sky and the beauty it belies There is horror out there, but of which you have the choice to be ignorant But in the midst of the dreamscape your fears are clearly shown And all the worries... Sign in to see full entry.