You And Me Poem by Tiya Sen

Slowly and gradually I am being pushed away,
If it’s you, time or all the people around us I just can’t say.
But as each day takes me further and further,
The joy in my life is beginning to disappear.
It’s like how you know what will happen,
When all the blood flows out of your severed vein
Shutting your eyes tight doesn’t change a thing,
As the agony of the truth doesn’t ever stop to sting.
And as you are merely paralyzed by being helpless,
You see that your past present and future is as good as a lucky guess.