The Lyric poem

A poem with phrases pulled from songs put together in a poem

It all starts to make sense

You’ve never wanted any of this

You never wanted to be with me

Hurting me

You’ve never wanted any of this.

And I’ll never know why you started this

I wanted to chase my dreams

But you just punished me

We might never know why

A year from now we’ll both be gone

And never get back what we had started

You were like a sickness

Spreadin’ around like a disease

What’s left of this moment is gone

It all starts to make sense now that I am no longer blind

Once I knew a good man

I don’t need your smiling face

It’s certain now

Paper airplanes and open windows

Here today and gone tomorrow

You don’t know how it feels

To be misunderstood

But I’m bleeding, and my hands are bruised

But I’m not frail from exposure

I will not bow

Watch the end through dying eyes