Samples of work by Ally Stoyel
It was but a new day in my humble abode
I awoke to the sight that my window showed.
The sunlight was gone and so were the trees
I raised hands in prayer and fell to my knees.
The city of stone awaited my advent
While I challenged my thoughts of what a new day meant.
You fill me with fire and my insides burn,
I know what you are, but I'll never learn.
I see the risk in each menacing glance,
In this game we play, this dangerous dance.
THE EASE OF GIVING UP
This wasn’t where I saw myself when I started,
A passenger in your life, a character in your play.
I thought I could have taken you over,
I thought you would have wanted me to stay.