Compartment 114
Compartment 114
Love Me Not
1986, Penny Herrera falls into the predatory clutches of Matt, an older man who has no other intention than to alter Pen
High Hopes

High Hopes

A Poem by Ziad Alzarka
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Growing up, things sometimes just don't work out and we have to accept that bitter truth.

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I thought it was safe to die inside your arms
I hoped you would be the one to ease it all
But I am way too much for you and for anyone

No I am not okay, you know I have never been
And it kills me how you never even ask
You say you care, but I can see the truth
Your cold black heart is not my mess

In another life they could be us
In another life we would be the stars
You say that we were wrong from the start
You say you wrote me all those words you'd never sent

I hate how hard it is for me to let you go
And I hate how you never ever mind
I feel lonely and I'm so alone
I wish I had your heart because it's made of stone
When the darkness falls and I'm left to bones
You hear me call, but no answer to the phone
And no I am not naive, I just had hopes
They killed me and they left me all alone

Have mercy on my broken heart
Have mercy on my shattered soul

I thought I was fun to be a friend
But it turns out I have never ever been
Acquaintances so they are called
Friends don't lose you to the dark

I used to daydream all day long
I couldn't even see what's before my eyes
All I have are these words I write
I write them because I could never fight

© 2018 Ziad Alzarka


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Ziad Alzarka
Ziad Alzarka

Al-Byhira, Damanhur, Egypt



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thank u thank u

A Poem by Ziad Alzarka