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Best Poems Written by Racquel Grim

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They Think They Know

People say that they know,
Then she asks them is that so?
Do you know how I feel?
Do you measure every meal?
What it's like to take a shot,
At 7 o'clock on the dot?
You don't know a single thing,
Of the girl with a broken wing.
She's limited on her food,
Which puts her in a real foul mood.
When her blood sugar suddenly drops,
She all of a sudden flips and flops.
She can't even stand up strait, 
She thinks that she might actually faint.
You people think you understand, 
The most you can do is lend a hand.
Diabetes is no joke,
She can't even have a single coke.
She and her mom worry every day,
They wonder if she'll be okay.
Her bloodsugar can drop really low,
She can instantly become a real big foe.
It can even go really high,
She swears that it can reach the sky.
So for the people that say they know,
I ask them now, is that so?

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All Around Me

I feel you all around me,
You're everything I see,
On every face of every book,
You're every single place I look.
Always there in my mind,
Always someplace I can find.
In school I think of you the most,
At times I think I've seen a ghost.
With you I will always be,
'Cause to my heart you hold the key.
My heart that was locked away,
My feelings that I kept at bay.
My soul is now free to fly,
Now I feel I will not die.
Set to roam free and wild,
No longer like a locked up child.
You have set my caged heart free,
And that's the reason you hold the key.

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Wounded

These thoughts fill my brain,
my mind is screaming loudly.
I'm tired of this dark world,
the demons that lurk around corners.
Not one place is safe,
there is no where to hide.
Pain fills my life,
sorrow fills my heart.
Darkness clouds my thoughts,
shrouding my better judgment.
The walls are closing in,
the shadows are growing near.
Suffocated by pain,
drowning in a river of tears.
My eyes are growing red,
as the knife carves deep,
deep into my tender flesh.
The memories cut deep,
leaving behind fresh scars.
These thoughts that fill my brain,
drive me insane.
A scream caught in my throat,
chokes out all of my breath.
When will this sorrow end?
When will this bleeding heart mend?

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Pointless, Worthless, War

Why do people have to die,
for something as stupid as war?
It's pointless,
It's worthless,
and causes nothing but pain.
There may be that moment,
when the victory is great.
But there's always after,
when the sorrow sinks in,
the tears fall,
and hearts break.
Fathers and sons are lost,
leaving wives and mothers behind.
Alone to grieve,
alone to weap,
and to scream at the sky,
despising to world.
It's something that she,
will never ger over.
That she lost her som or husband,
to the squables of countries.
There is no joy in this pointless bloodshed,
that causes nothinf but heartwretching pain.
It's pointless,
and it's worthless.
So why do so many hace to die,
for something as stupid as war.

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I Hardly Know You and Yet I Know You

I hardly know you,
and yet I know you,
for your heart beats,
just as steady as mine.
You breathe the air,
and it fills your lungs,
Just as it fills mine,
with the evidence of life.
I hardly know you,
and yet I know you,
For I see past, 
your emotional mask.
I see you,
for who you are,
Not for who,
you are trying to be.
I hardly know you,
and yet I know you,
Just as a fish,
knows the depths of the sea.
I look into your eyes,
and see you for you,
I see the truth that they hold,
not the lies that sit on the surface.
I hardly know you,
and yet I know you,
For I love you,
more than words can describe.

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Sanity

this place is full of sorrow,
this place is full of pain,
this place is nearly to the point,
of driving me insaine.
i don't know what to do,
i don't know what to say,
i do't know why it all gets worse,
with every passing day.
my heart is slowly breaking,
my heart is filled with dread,
my heart is growing weaker,
so why am i not dead?
i feel my body tremble,
i feel my body shake,
i feel my body, at any second,
may just crack and break.
reality is broken,
reality is not here,
reality has turned into,
the things i hate and fear.
the shadows will advance,
the shadows will arive,
the shadows will come at once,
and burry me alive.
smother me in sorrow,
smother me in pain,
smother me to the point,
that i'm no longer sain.

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Mother's Love

mom,
you fill my life with hope,
you fill my life with joy,
you fill my life with all the things,
you knew that I would need.
before I could crawl, walk or stand,
you were always there, lending me a hand.
before I could speak,
and all I did was cry,
you knew the thigs that would make the tears die.
you changed the dirty diapers,
and gave me my baths,
you dressed me in cute clothing,
and rocked me to sleep.
as i got older,
you tought me right from wrong,
you delt with my hot temper,
and my fits of rage.
you were always with me,
whenever I needed you.
on my first day of school,
when I wouldn't leave your side.
you were sure to be there,
until the tears dried.
and of course I got older,
and passed the crying stage.
and many years later,
when I was independent,
you were still there for me,
if I happened to need you.
and on the most frightful day of my whole life,
you were there with me,
crying by my side.
when the doctor told us,
that I was terribly sick.
you rushed me to the hospital, 
without a second thought.
as the news was delivered,
you held my trembling hand,
you guided me through the shots,
and all the mental pain.
you delt with all the sorrow,
the anger and heartache.
you held your chin up high,
so that I to could be brave.
and even now you help,
and guide me along.
and that is why you,
are an extra special mom.

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Can'T Wait

My heart races fast,
as I remember the feel of his hands on my neck.
The way that he looks at me,
with those dazzlingly beautiful eyes.
My mind reals as soon as his lips touch mine,
I lose my breath when he turns my face to his.
I think of him all the time,
even while I'm at home.
I  can't wait to be with him again,
to feel his breath on my neck,
his mouth on my ear,
as he whispers to me softly.
My stomach starts to flutter,
as I think of us together,
as I think of his lips on mine,
or his arms wrapped around me tightly.
I feel safe and secure,
wrapped in his warm, loving embrace.
I know that I am guarded,
with him by my side.
He worries for me while I am away,
just as I worry for him.
I can't wait to be in his loving arms,
the wait through the day seam far too great.
I can't wait for my heart to beat fast,
for my mind to reel,
I can't wait for his lips to touch mine,
or for his arms to wrap around me,
to protect me from harm.

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Emotionless

Feelings?
What feelings?
I don't know what I feel anymore,
my emotions are not here.
My mind draws a blank,
as I try to smile.
My eyelids are heavy,
I want to lay and rest.
Lock myself in a pitch black room,
with my music playing softly.
I have no emotions,
I feel no such pain.
No sorrow,
No anger,
only an emotionless void.
What is this madness,
that blanks out my mind?
My body's numb,
My eyes are blurry,
My hands are cold,
My limbs shake.
My heart  has lost it's joy,
drained of all emotion.
Red fades to black,
muscle turns to stone.
I close myself off,
alone in the world.
No one should see,
and emotionless me.

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The Soldiers Way Home

Tears fall down her face,
as she stands in the croud.
Watching as the coffin,
is lowered in the ground.
The flag covers the lid,
flowers are thrown on top,
tears soak the soil,
as the dirt is put in place.
He made it home okay,
they said that he was fine,
that the bullet had barley,
barley missed his spine.
But oh they were wrong,
little did they know,
that there were two,
and one in fact,
had found it's way home.
Lodged deep,
deep within the bone,
he was fine aat first,
but soon, 
the pain began to show.
At first he lost the feeling,
in both of his legs,
and when he went,
to get it fixed,
his chances were slim.
"I'm sorry to tell you son,
there is no fixing this.
The bullet is in there deep,
and is not coming out."
He looked on bravely,
like to soldier that he was,
and told the doctor then and there,
"Do what needs to be done"
He knew that it was risky,
and the survival rate was likely none.
But he also knew,
that he was as good as dead,
if he gave up now,
after how far he'd come.
Now his mother cried,
standing over his grave,
she took a breath,
looked up at the sky and smiled,
and said,
"My son, a brave man and soldier.
I'm glad that you were brave,
and have found your way home."