Friday, November 6, 2009

Get a Grip

Get a Grip
Reach for the grip
you can seem to get
watch for the hole
break your ankle
you tripped
twisted, turned
all around burned
it used to hurt
but i like the pain
learn a fact
create some fiction
know whats left
in your life
living out
your contradiction
laugh when its sad
and cry when its funny
worried about time
worried about money
stop.
Reach for your grip
grasp it tight
this war isnt over
i've only just begun
this familiar fight.
11/6
Crystal MacGinnis

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Deserted

Deserted

Left deserted
no one around
scream as loud as you want
never hear a sound

a squall of wind
takes you away
to another place
left alone
all battles to be faced

encompass my mind
encompass my soul
i don't want to die alone

walk along
finding friends
loving them
i assumed it couldn't end

then I get deserted again
I swear I'll never win
all good things
seem to always
come to an end.
no rules will be bent.

left deserted
no one around
run as fast as you can
no way out
run as fast as you can
and scream your
deserted heart out.


11/4
Crystal MacGinnis

Here it is

Here it is.

Here it is
lacerated
needing stitches
bruised
and barely moving

here it is
keeping it for you
there is nothing left
but what i have here

holding it out
on display
looking all around
blood dripping down

pulsing in my hands
cadences getting weaker
pounding softer
with nothing left to give
at the mercy of you
take this shattered gift

here it is
my heart
crippled
and torn apart

the beats getting weaker
the cadence stops
please take my broken heart.
i don't need it anymore.
it won't get me far.
so,here it is.

11/4
Crystal MacGinnis

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Down the Drain 8/24

Down the Drain

Water dripping down the drain
similar to the thoughts in my brain
enough to drive
a sequential man
insane.

Enough to give up
not enough to stop trying
never going to recover it seems
got sick of crying..

the thought
of being with him
is hypnotizing
being apart
is agonizing.

sliding into the end
never going to pretend
for myself i need to fend.
i was flexible for you
i learned to bend.

I don't want it to be over
my glass half full
is tipped over..
empty
used to be filled with color
now left to a dull plain.

Water dripping down the drain
similar to the thoughts in my brain
enough to drive
a sequential man
insane.
enough to cause me a lot of pain.

8/24
Crystal

Sunday, August 23, 2009

If Only 8-23

If Only
8/23

Rest assure
i have no feeling
left numb and alone
it can't be healing.

he can't care for me
like i care for him
so he gave up
it came to an end.
wishing for a second chance
turn around
start over again.

deserted by anyone
i get close to
anyone i get comfortable with
left to be alone
left for dead.
some things are better left
unsaid...

tears are gone
sadness reaps
if only the one i care for
i could keep.
if only..he could see.
if only.
-Crystal MacGinnis

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

A poem dedicated to Grampa Roger..

A poem dedicated to Grampa Roger...
It was written by an unknown author, and is dedicated to My gramps.

When I'm gone, give whats left of me away to children and old folks.
And if you need to cry, cry for your brother and sister walking the street beside you.
And when you need me,
put your arms around someone and give them what you need to give to me.
I want to leave you something,
something better than words or sounds.
Look for me in the people that I've known and loved,
And if you can not give me away,
at least let me live in your eyes and not in your mind.
You can love me most by letting hands touch hands,
and by letting bodies touch bodies.
Love doesn't ever die, bodies do.
So, when all that's left of me is love,
give me away.

Sunday, July 19, 2009

Slow Down

Slow Down

where is everyone going
what is the rush
no one else matters
time is crunched

take time to breath
stop, and take it in
under, and beneath
enjoy the world
while we have it.

take a minute of your day
to appreciate the souls that paid
for the streets we walk on
the food we eat
the money we spend
the freedom of speech..

talk about the birds
talk about the weather
but take time to appreciate
one another
help out each other

slow down
take a minute
enjoy this world
and everything God put in it

where is everyone going
what is the rush
keep going at a fast,
impatient pace
and your life is as good as flushed.
this is our lives
not a race to the end
so slow down, and take it all in
while you can..

-Crystal MacGinnis
7/11/09