You And I Without We Poem by Sinashta, Sidra

We have never known,
At the darkest nights.
That nobody's shown,
In the hardest fights.

We live by our own,
And look for the lights.
Wounds of our past are grown,
In our hearts, nothing brights.


You and I without 'We'
Should have set us free


They have told us before
'Absence is the only score
Of curious feelings you explore,
Being loved, and nothing more,

Something real to find its core,
And walking in the illusion door.
Heart pieces will end up in the floor
And will be hemmed by what you tore'


You and I without 'We'
Have killed us with no mercy