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Best Poems Written by Crystal Mcconnell

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Beautiful Crisis

I saw her with the wind in her face. 
As she gripped the end of that cliff. 
She held on so tight, but she didn't mind when that suicidal hate let her slip to her fate. 
She didn't scream or flail. 
All she did was smile. 
I tried to reach for her.
I tried to understand. 
I must have cried a river for my dear friend. 
It wasn't I who could have saved her. 
It wasn't me who could have helped. 
She wanted it so badly that she jumped for herself.
I wish I knew why. 
Or maybe I do? 
She always talked about how bad she wanted to be through. 
To get rid of the pain, and to clear her head. 
I just dont know why she would wish herself dead. 
I tried to save her. 
I really did, but you can't save someone who calls themselves dead.

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Lighthouse Harbor

Relax and let go. 

Lay back. 

Look deep into your soul. 

Get lost in the course of the river.

Imagine your thoughts quiver. 

Look deep, but do not drown. 

Touching your soul can be dangerous. 

You have to watch the countdown. 

You have to be tedious.

You have to be serious. 

If you lose yourself while getting intact with your soul

No light will ever find you.

You're lost.

This world will let you go.

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Anchored Down

I was a ship lost at sea.
You became my anchor.
You grounded me. 
When the waves crashed down, and the boat caved in.
You jumped in. 
You grabbed my hand. 
At first I couldn't see you.
I had been blind for so long. 
One day I woke up, and I saw for the very first time. 
I could now see colors, and the dark no longer controlled my life.
That's when I took my vow to love you for a whole lifetime.
So when my waves crash in I'm not all alone.
I have you as my anchor.
You keep me steady. 
You are my home.

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Consuming Voices

I've been on this river 
For as long as forever. 
I look around to see
All of nature surrounding me. 
I lay back to think. 
But when I think I tend to slowly sink. 
Today is a bit different. 
I do not catch myself when the rushed waves consume me. 
I kind of let go. 
I let my reality swallow me. 
Forever is a long while 
So I ask the gods to forgive me  
A shallow whisper tends to creep into my ear.
I close my eyes, and I concentrate to hear. 
The voice does not say much. 
Only how its longed for me to finally be free.
To hear the voices.
To let my thoughts, and the river consume me. 
It was strange that I felt comfort. 
It was strange all around. 
I've never heard this voice before, but it has the sweetest sound. 
I guess it must have been different to let myself think. 
I don't see it as suicide.
I only see it as being set free.
Yesterday was forever away.
Only because today was different. 
No longer do I feel dazed.
Because the voices say
I no longer have to be different.

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Confined and Restricted

Stuck in this bottle.
Where do I go?
I feel like I've lost all control.
This feeling it hurts.
I wish I could show. 
My thoughts are consuming.
They even overflow.
This bottle is small.
My my aspirations are to large.
I wish I could finally take charge.
My mind was once beautiful.
My heart was once pure.
This world tore me apart.
It left me nothing more. 
Just a little light to fix these dark clouds. 
I'm all out of fight.
I started getting used to the night

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Consuming Voices

I've been on this river 
For as long as forever. 
I look around to see
All of nature surrounding me. 
I lay back to think. 
But when I think I tend to slowly sink. 
Today is a bit different. 
I do not catch myself when the rushed waves consume me. 
I kind of let go. 
I let my reality swallow me. 
Forever is a long while 
So I ask the gods to forgive me  
A shallow whisper tends to creep into my ear.
I close my eyes, and I concentrate to hear. 
The voice does not say much. 
Only how its longed for me to finally be free.
To hear the voices.
To let my thoughts, and the river consume me. 
It was strange that I felt comfort. 
It was strange all around. 
I've never heard this voice before, but it has the sweetest sound. 
I guess it must have been different to let myself think. 
I don't see it as suicide.
I only see it as being set free.
Yesterday was forever away.
Only because today was different. 
No longer do I feel dazed.
Because the voices say
I no longer have to be different.

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Sinking Into the Dark

It's staring up at the sky. 
Watching as the waves go by.
A single tear rolls down your face. 
Everything seems so simple.
There's not a single soul in place. 
The wind blows by, but I'm still numb inside.
It's like everything has died. 
The world seems in so much peace.
Thats when it all crashes down on my feet.
Picking up the pieces.
That's when i notice yours is missing.
Floating away in an oblivion dimming from the living. 
This dock starts sinking. 
My conscious is slipping.