Angels

The disease which starts with the same letter.

We hear about it.

We were taught to look out for signs of it in our patients.

We learnt how to treat it.

But little do we know how to recognize it when it happens to us and the people around us.


It's so prevalent, we've learnt to deal with it, to live with it.

To conceal it beneathe a facade of smiles, self criticism and humor.

The tears and the weary smiles speaks a thousand words.

It's amazing how much changes can occur to one in 4 years.

From the fresh adventurer to the weary traveller.

The voice which silently creeps into out hearts.

The unheard screams.

The song we all sing.

Who understands?

We pull through, with the strength of people who're like us, people who really understand and goes through it with you.

Some make it, few don't.

Just please don't let history repeat itself again.

2 fallen angels in 2010 is too much to handle.

Heal the wounds, and 


Let the injured find their wings,

don't let them fall..

To the fallen angels, hopefully they are at a better place now. Their presence speaks a thousand words although they are no longer here.
 
For the wounded with the tired smiles,

Angels with broken wings need to hold each other up in order to fly.

Just hang in there.