Biography of stephanie Gardner
i may only be only 16 but i write from my experiences that i have encounter in life, whether there hasn't been that many compared to many people.
but the ones i have faces haven't been the ones i learn from, going through depression due to sporting related injuries.
such poems are bout my personal times during the cycle of depression n my dreams, desires n passion whether its for personal interests or the effect on my position in the world.
stephanie Gardner Poems
All Time Low
for something so strong to come to alive both must have the same drive, an over powering rush of blood can kick start beauty between two, it can send thoughts of fear turn to excitement, but excitement only take one so far -
Reading The Signs
time i ask of you to shield the repeated cycle, as these distance steps keep me wake from the core that controls my tears, as it twist the path from the puddles that will forever live as i breathe, and still my thoughts rush to sail your feet such of all,
If my heart is broken, then such a connection crates a river of fallen pieces? so such this wings watch me, then why it take for four to keep me breathing? open eyes cry the at facts of perfection whom shuts my words,
water droplets chase the embrace of stomache turning breathes, together we hide justice like child's play fingering grips the scars as feathers bleeds in my palms, the sound of a smile continues the desirable but never less we have vision for night, summer sunsets as fore told white dresses dance amongst lost meadows as boys lay in the clouds through windows waiting for the release an arrow in the bow,
Endless Heart Ache
home-town heroes breathe morning scars of moaning cries for freedom as history repeats, one palace; birth origins of individuals found in the voyage of our eyes and lips, my guard stands firm with the ring of fire yet my blood pours in the prints of hands, english solders proudly bond the endless wall of my passion -
All Time Low
for something so strong to come to alive both must have the same drive,
an over powering rush of blood can kick start beauty between two,
it can send thoughts of fear turn to excitement,
but excitement only take one so far -
that path start when hands are holding and mucking around with mercy within time,
common as it is everyday all feels a strange play, but they will never see the ending,
if it still continues as for one to see such a ride it's very inviting,
but deadly, to tou