[A BOUQUET FOR SANEDROME] Words made to enthrall; In each and every single moment, You are there through it all; Laughs, smiles, and tears resonant.

The feeling all of us felt...but never expressed...just like the lost chunk of our heart muscles (Myocardium)

Self-written poetry that gives an insight on what goes through someone's head when they are at their lowest. ''I sit still in the prime of my darkest hours While my presence seems calm and serene The happiness of my personality overpowers And leaves the sadness of my soul unseen''

S O W E D: Words planted to grow into love. Highest Rank - #1 in POETRY The bravest thing I've ever done was not forgetting how to love myself when everyone else did