A Print Of Your Nails Poem by Wael Karameh

Over my skin and inside my heart
I feel the print of your nails…
No pain in this world nowadays
Is in anyway like mine…
As if all what we built since years
Of colored dreams and flying castles
Just suddenly fails…
As if I should accept all your nice apologies
All the excuses sent to me in your e-mails…
As if it is enough to say that…
You lost your mind…
So we can continue our life…
And try to pretend we are quite fine…
No… No… No…
Wake up… wake up… wake up…
It is over! ! ! !

Wael Karameh
April 13,2009.