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
Leaving nothing even passion
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
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
To protect the neglected child
From my own self