Me, Myself, and My meaning

It's my name.

Lost in translation within multiple layers of unnamed alter ego.

Jumbled words is my second name.

Derived from homophones, which originated from the month I was supposed to be born into.

I am simply a name lost in thought

Lost in meaning

With a speck of my unhinged identity

I am a subconscious thought, purposely made, of a person whose in the verge of destroying oneself.

It was simply a last ditch resort

of saving a wailing child within.

It was supposed to burn everything down

Together with this subconscious thought

Burn everything

Leaving nothing even passion

And yet

When I light the match stick

with a flick of a hand

—a shriek bombarded me

Piercing me whole

Followed by another wail from within

Desperately

Defenseless, I couldn't fought the cacophonies filling me

And I found this place.

Within the few moments of discord

The wailing child escaped from the cracks

And hid here.

I am the subconscious thought

Purposely made

To protect the neglected child

From my own self

From me

myself

So desperately.