And I am back, brushing off the dirt, mending my wounds.
My head was in the clouds…… again.
Came crashing down.
Lost track of my responsibilities.
Became reckless …… again.
Hurt those close to me ….. again.
My faith weakened….. again.
I am sick of not learning from my mistakes.
Hiding behind the shadow.
I need to get these training wheels off, rise up, and overcome.
The past two weeks have been harsh to me.
I was reminded of the past that I tried so hard to run away from.
That small good deeds, payoff when you need it most.
What it means to never quit in the face of failure.
Simplicity.
Teamwork and Commitment.
Gratefulness.
Family is priceless.
I have many acquaintances but very few friends.
I yet have what a takes to be a great doctor.



And you shall rise, I am sure,
And face the lies, and find the cure
Help is there, waiting,
for your asking,
Have faith
Great work….This the first time reading your poetry