Stephanie Lifton

Joined February 2018

0 stories

Bio

Hi! You will soon find different varieties here. I am a writer and a poet, though I am still passing some stepping stones with this. I get wrapped up in the poem sometimes and it may turn out long in the end, so I apologize in advance. :3

Stories (23/0)

Through the Numb
Funny isn't it, how our lives turned out? Surviving day to day and shrouded with doubt? I never imagined that you would be so much like HER
By Stephanie Lifton6 years ago in Poets
"... Could You Be My Bucky?"
"I am looking for my Bucky Barnes." I murmured more than once as I fell asleep, the image of a playful and loyal guy slowly beginning to creep.
By Stephanie Lifton6 years ago in Poets
This Is... Me
Distress seeps through my every pore, plaguing my body through physical and mental scorn. I appear to get even more gangling
By Stephanie Lifton6 years ago in Poets
Stronger
I now aim to walk three miles a day, weather depending— they say to me, "Yeah, you don't want to blow away?" I am getting more meat on my bones
By Stephanie Lifton6 years ago in Poets
Happy Mother's Day
"Happy Mother's Day to a mother who doesn't care." I scoff to myself as I raise up a beer. And as a gift I would like you to see,
By Stephanie Lifton6 years ago in Poets
Forever and Always
I gaze at our pictures of all our yesterdays, and I feel the harsh sting of regret for the things that I couldn't ever bring myself to say.
By Stephanie Lifton6 years ago in Poets
The Gift That You Are
Hours slipped by for days on end, as I sat alone whilst aching for a friend. No one at school really liked me no matter how friendly I aimed to be,
By Stephanie Lifton6 years ago in Poets
Without You
I am stronger than what you thought of me as when you left me behind, to care for two little girls that weren't even mine.
By Stephanie Lifton6 years ago in Poets
On the Mend
A random guy gets out of the truck and starts to walk into the QuikTrip store, from his walk you could just tell even without knowing him
By Stephanie Lifton6 years ago in Poets
Your Angel Above
Don't cry for me child at the grave for I will not be there, look right beside you and wipe those tears. You won't be able to see me
By Stephanie Lifton6 years ago in Poets
Fighter in Me
I am a human being strong and free, able to rise from the ashes as long as breath is within me. I make mistakes just as easily
By Stephanie Lifton6 years ago in Poets
Miss Hyde
With hardening orbs and a near frozen heart, within my blood a change jump starts. A gleeful laugh of madness bubbled past my lips,
By Stephanie Lifton6 years ago in Poets

Stephanie Lifton

Bio

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Through the Numb

"... Could You Be My Bucky?"

This Is... Me

Stronger

Happy Mother's Day

Forever and Always

The Gift That You Are

Without You

On the Mend

Your Angel Above

Fighter in Me

Miss Hyde

Stories (23/0)