As For Me

⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀Lightning bolting across my dreams
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀prompted by angels’ fire
⠀⠀⠀⠀flashes through abandoned vacancies
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀to raw desire.
⠀⠀⠀⠀Midnight’s come and as for me,
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀the blackest skies turn blue.
⠀⠀⠀⠀Believe it’s too good to be true
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀and it won’t ever be,
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀not for you.
⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀Obsolete barriers fall destroyed
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀by their own hypocrisies
⠀⠀⠀⠀leaving believers free to freely enjoy
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀penitent fantasies.
⠀⠀⠀⠀Religions fade and as for me,
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀that’s an old habit I outgrew.
⠀⠀⠀⠀Believe it’s too good to be true
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀and it won’t ever be,
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀not for you.
⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀Nothing divides into the infinite curve
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀as deeply as futures meant
⠀⠀⠀⠀to recreate what will have reoccurred
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀as if sent.
⠀⠀⠀⠀Crossing’s a lost art but as for me,
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀one always equals two.
⠀⠀⠀⠀Believe it’s too good to be true
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀and it won’t ever be,
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀not for you.
⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀In limbo again waiting what might appear
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀to decide whom to call a friend
⠀⠀⠀⠀I won’t turn against for getting too near
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀where I’ve been,
⠀⠀⠀⠀promises keep so as for me,
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀I don’t point at you-know-who.
⠀⠀⠀⠀Believe it’s too good to be true
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀and it won’t ever be,
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀not for you.
⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀A life’s holy legacy in encrypted sound
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀spoke of rebirth in its word
⠀⠀⠀⠀leaving us to contemplate writing down
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀what we’d overheard.
⠀⠀⠀⠀What really lasts? As for me,
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀real kindness gives off a clue.
⠀⠀⠀⠀Believe it’s too good to be true
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀and it won’t ever be,
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀not for you.
⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀What peace won can’t be lost to force,
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀according to word of mouth.
⠀⠀⠀⠀With nothing left worth holding us north,
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀we moved south.
⠀⠀⠀⠀Change is good and as for me,
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀it was time for something new.
⠀⠀⠀⠀Believe it’s too good to be true
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀and it won’t ever be,
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀not for you.
⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀The number one reason for waking up’s
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀to find new reason to quit
⠀⠀⠀⠀this worn-out reality in favor of what’s
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀made of it.
⠀⠀⠀⠀Life is poetry and as for me,
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀love’s work is never through.
⠀⠀⠀⠀Believe it’s too good to be true
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀and it won’t ever be,
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀not for you.


prompted by Daily Prompt: State of Your Year at the Daily Post

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2 Responses to As For Me

  1. Song–or very close to wanting music to dance with the words.

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