Staying Alone Poem by Wael Karameh

It is hard for me to keep going … to stay alone
To count the dry seconds hanging me in my shell home…
The sky of my freedom away from your sun
is just a dark fearful jail…
Pressing on my smashed heart like a million tone….
It is hard for me to hear your voice
Echoing over the hills of my memory
Traveling inside me like a strange ghost….
Killing me thousands times per second over the phone…
It is hard for me to keep going … to stay alone…

It is hard for me to bury myself in our cold bed
Trying to sleep away from your flying heaven…
From the dreams of passion tingled with red…
It is hard for me to hug the pillow
To look at the candle drawing your face
To succeed in overcoming my deep sorrow….
It is hard for me to really enjoy anything
Without your lovely meaningful presence
What your added touch and taste can magically bring….
It is hard for me to stay alone…

Babe, it is hard for the distance to conquer my feeling
With suffering, my love is growing without a ceiling….
Bring the angels and come back soon
Tomorrow, today, this afternoon…
Before I break down, before I die
My life without you is a simple lie…
Come to my hands for a new start
Love is not only destiny…
It is an art…
It is hard for me … to stay alone…

Wael Karameh
July 8,2008