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Best Poems Written by Stephanie Stewart

Below are the all-time best Stephanie Stewart poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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Bitter

You might glance in that vague direction. 
A second too long.
Your eye may focus on something as mythical as the unicorn
Bitter
Guarded
That girl
You know her from around the city
The one with the blank stare
She holds her head high sometimes
No-one notices anything strange
Bitter
Guarded
Guess if that smile was real
She tried to tell the world, inspiration comes from the strangest places
She tried to be like you
She knew he was everything she wasn’t
She speaks in the third person
Well, to try and forget that she’s me

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Barely Noticed

Barely noticed amongst the crowd
It's that one last stop-sign romance
Signalling the end, the tragic demise
Never again, no train station glance

Barely noticed amongst the crowd
It's that one last opening heart
The thoughts spin by, identical but not
For he had the edge, the classic head-start

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Ice Cold Hands

The only way to avenge her ghosts
Was to become a ghost herself
Forever haunts her own lonely heart
That she left on her bedroom shelf

Their emotions in a tangle
The room began to swirl
She was mummys perfect angel
And daddys little girl

Scared of failure she lost it all
The fire in her eyes was out
The will to live she failed to grasp
Her bloodless veins in drought

Now in the solitary churchyard
The lonely gravestone stands
A little girl lies far below
Two ice cold grasping hands

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Child-Like

I missed you when I lay in the dark, not sleeping
The music on the stereo was old trash-rock from a lifetime ago
Why do we torture ourselves like this?
Why do we recycle old fears and turn them into new ones?
Old lines stolen from yesterdays thoughts and poets from back when
The old days were only yesterday, we’re still teenagers but I’ve seen too much already
People betrayed and hearts mutilated in the street
Why do we put ourselves through this?
You’ll be twenty in a few months time
Not grown up, but we’ll never lose our childhood
We’ll just drag it kicking and screaming into our adulthood
I’ve never felt less mature, or more in control

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Lies Are Not For Liars

Transparent tendency to tell the truth, you know everyone loves a liar.
Twisted and tangled and different and awkward, standing on the street where everything 
changed.
His world flipped. Tripping on acid, he tried to hold me back.
She watched for a while, lips bitten and eyes staring,
At the spectacle that is us.
Rock and roll circus, just out of town.
Is it compulsion or just horror?
Up all night, trashy girl in the mirror,
Watching, always there.
Hear a vague whisper, hanging in the static air.

‘She won’t disappear or shine too bright, she’ll stay demure, she’s mine tonight’

Fighting off the addiction she looks away but we don’t change.
We’ll live like this anyway.
Love and hate, sunshine and rain,
Drink in the battlefield, dance through the pain.
Pretty and subtle as a shovel to the spine, generic,
Lonely and pretending
Trying to be one of the big boys
Try on mummys high heels and drink till we’re helpless
Rock and roll circus, just out of sight
Unapologetic, tonight’s our night.

I'm not who you think.

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Breathless Apathy

Screaming to the clouds, relentless rain and breathless apathy.
Beautiful in the midst of the imaginary storm.
‘You left me to scars, Robert Smith and this twisted .45’, as if anyone was listening.
Railway line, as if a train ticket could fix anything.
Suited disapproval, facing last nights clothes and the knowledge she’s not been home.
Platforms and timetables, blur into one irrelevant escape.
Nights and days, just as if the sun dictates what she should be doing.
They call if time, she threw her watch into the river and considered following it.
Summer, ‘08
Teenage years, the best of your life
Twisted:  fantasy, reality
And the fine line between the two.

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You Saw

You saw the world for what it was
Green eyed stranger
You realised that nothing was stable 
And nothing stays the same
Everything changes
People lie
People die
With your perfect green eyes you saw
You saw it all
You gathered your hopes and dreams
In a lace covered net
But nothing was true
And everything fell through
Your eyes grew weak
You saw too much 
You saw what you needed to see
But could not grasp it
For your net had holes
That you were not ready to mend
You fell without falling 
And with your eyes shut you saw
Etched on your eyelids 
Everything you once knew
Erased by what you saw
And what you failed to understand
And as your walls came in

You saw
You saw it all.