Poems from ASHAHTX
Sometimes, it doesn't matter who hears you
or how they hear you
or even what they hear
Sometimes, it just matters that they heard
There is nothing
quite like a genuine smile
There is nothing
quite like a silent morning
There is nothing
quite like the sun shining...
They say that
it all gets better
in the end
That your worries fade
into silly little
bits of fluff
That your cares fly
away beyond
the...
I am a “perfect version
Of a human cell”
I can divide without inhibition
I can grow without demise
Cancer is an affliction of the cell...