I was here for you
in your darkest times.

When you were blind,
I was your eyes.

When you were breathless,
I was your breath.

When you were falling,
I was your wings.

Now, I wonder,
where are you?

I'm down on my knees.
Bound hand.
Bound foot.

But,
You aren't here anymore.

When you left me
I left my phone on mute the whole time
just in case you called

One year later
I'm still sad when I look at my missed calls
and dont see your name

Two years later
I hope you haven't forgotten my number yet
I still wait

Three years later
I realise it's been a while since my phone was on mute
I finally moved on

My phone is no longer on mute, but
I still am.

The mask ...

i'm not the mask ...
however we hide our real face ...
how ever we wear a masks ...
however we use all names...
but i only have a one real heart ...
real heart ..
with a real feelings ...
real heart ...
live within a real soul ...
real heart ...
only knew you ...
knew you and felt you ...
since i heard your voice ..
i got wondered and shame ...
because of you beauty face ..
and you real heart ...
yes sweetheart ...
i loved you as me ...

i'm not the mask ...

i'm not those all faces ...
not all those names ...
i don't wear any mask ...
i just wear a one real heart ...
this heart which you real know ...

i'm not that mask that you think ...
i'm  who loved you since so years ago ...
i'm  who still feel you with every thing ...
still see you always into me sky ...
as the stars all ...
even in the moon i see you ...
in every night ...

i'm not a mask ...
i'm who always read you ...
and feel within every beat of you heart ...
i'm the real lover with a real one face ...
who loved you and still do ...
i'm your poetic poet ...
who still writing poems ...
all poems about you ...

so,..now ...
sweetheart ...
do you know who i am ...
i'm Hazem ...
i'm not a mask ...

Hazem al ...