Me, myself, and I
Three bound tight, we never fray,
Threaded close—we do not stray.
The three of us, we’re here to stay
Me, myself, and I
Not empty sound nor fleeting sigh,
But words that clasp and won’t untie.
We are a map with no last line,
No marked-out end, no grand design,
Just roads we carve with hands of mine.
Me, myself, and I
We fold like cranes of paper-thin,
With sharpened creases,
Fragile wings
Me, myself, and I
Three small signs the tongue can try,
Three pronouns
breathing side by side.
Me, myself, and I
We hold no blade,
we bear no spite,
Harm is born by borrowed sight.
Me, myself, and I
One dark shape the light can throw,
Three yet one where shadows go.
Me, myself—no I remains.
The “I” has fled its former lanes,
Yet still we stand, yet still we gain.
Me, myself—with no more i
We stand like stone while the world unmanned,
Me, myself—without I
We slip through glass
where mirrors lie,
Spell-chasing truths that multiply.
Me, myself—no I in view
We breathe,
we stay,
we still are true.
Me myself- wait.. Myself!?
Myself steps out, soft-footed, slow,
Into the cracks where echoes go,
“Stay here,” it says, “I’ll go and see—
I’ll find the ‘I’ and bring them back to thee.”
MYSELF!? WHATS WRONG WITH YOU!?
Wait—don’t go, you’ll lose your way!
You’ll fade like “I” and slip away!
Stay here where names don’t blur or bend,
Where no one vanishes, where we pretend
Oh myself, oh dear myself… please just stay
No—I must go, I won’t stand still,
We can’t survive on fear and will.
To hide is just another loss,
Another line we never cross.
If “I” is gone, I’ll chase the trace—
We cannot freeze in one safe place.
Myself then walks to out the doors
I watch the shadow slip away,
Soft steps swallowed by the gray.
The air feels colder where it passed,
Time stretches, heavy, slow, and vast.
Myself ill miss you.. Me said sadly
I clutch the walls, I bite my lips,
The world outside has crueler scripts.
I’m left alone beneath the moon.
Me?
Not myself, nor I in frame,
Just “me,” a stripped and singular name.
Me alone, just me, no more
My reflection mocks, then starts to mourn,
It laughs, it weeps—then is no more.
Me alone, just me, just breath
Each heartbeat taps the sound of death,
Spelling solitude in depth.
Oh me—wheres i and myself!?
My thoughts collide, they trip, they flee,
My pulse knocks loud inside of me,
Just me.. Just me.. Just me!
The room feels close, the mirrors shake,
I feel my heart it breaks, it breaks!
I myself? Gone—vanished so?
Oh dear, oh stars, oh no, oh no.
Oh me, just me—how cruel, how stark~
Left awake inside the dark,
Time rots slow and leaves its mark.
Consider me erased from view,
Consider me undone, untrue.
No I, no self—what can I do?
Oh I, myself—come back, don’t flee!
You and I were meant to be,
Split apart, we cease to see.
Oh I, myself… goodbye, farewell~
I drift beyond where echoes dwell.
Do not call. I won’t rebel.
I slip between the folds of sound,
A nameless hush, no longer found.
No door to strike, no bell to ring—
Just fading words
That forget everything.
Jan 7
Jan 7, 2026 at 9:39 PM UTC
Me, myself, and I
Three bound tight, we never fray,
Threaded close—we do not stray.
The three of us, we’re here to stay
Me, myself, and I
Not empty sound nor fleeting sigh,
But words that clasp and won’t untie.
We are a map with no last line,
No marked-out end, no grand design,
Just roads we carve with hands of mine.
Me, myself, and I
We fold like cranes of paper-thin,
With sharpened creases,
Fragile wings
Me, myself, and I
Three small signs the tongue can try,
Three pronouns
breathing side by side.
Me, myself, and I
We hold no blade,
we bear no spite,
Harm is born by borrowed sight.
Me, myself, and I
One dark shape the light can throw,
Three yet one where shadows go.
Me, myself—no I remains.
The “I” has fled its former lanes,
Yet still we stand, yet still we gain.
Me, myself—with no more i
We stand like stone while the world unmanned,
Me, myself—without I
We slip through glass
where mirrors lie,
Spell-chasing truths that multiply.
Me, myself—no I in view
We breathe,
we stay,
we still are true.
Me myself- wait.. Myself!?
Myself steps out, soft-footed, slow,
Into the cracks where echoes go,
“Stay here,” it says, “I’ll go and see—
I’ll find the ‘I’ and bring them back to thee.”
MYSELF!? WHATS WRONG WITH YOU!?
Wait—don’t go, you’ll lose your way!
You’ll fade like “I” and slip away!
Stay here where names don’t blur or bend,
Where no one vanishes, where we pretend
Oh myself, oh dear myself… please just stay
No—I must go, I won’t stand still,
We can’t survive on fear and will.
To hide is just another loss,
Another line we never cross.
If “I” is gone, I’ll chase the trace—
We cannot freeze in one safe place.
Myself then walks to out the doors
I watch the shadow slip away,
Soft steps swallowed by the gray.
The air feels colder where it passed,
Time stretches, heavy, slow, and vast.
Myself ill miss you.. Me said sadly
I clutch the walls, I bite my lips,
The world outside has crueler scripts.
I’m left alone beneath the moon.
Me?
Not myself, nor I in frame,
Just “me,” a stripped and singular name.
Me alone, just me, no more
My reflection mocks, then starts to mourn,
It laughs, it weeps—then is no more.
Me alone, just me, just breath
Each heartbeat taps the sound of death,
Spelling solitude in depth.
Oh me—wheres i and myself!?
My thoughts collide, they trip, they flee,
My pulse knocks loud inside of me,
Just me.. Just me.. Just me!
The room feels close, the mirrors shake,
I feel my heart it breaks, it breaks!
I myself? Gone—vanished so?
Oh dear, oh stars, oh no, oh no.
Oh me, just me—how cruel, how stark~
Left awake inside the dark,
Time rots slow and leaves its mark.
Consider me erased from view,
Consider me undone, untrue.
No I, no self—what can I do?
Oh I, myself—come back, don’t flee!
You and I were meant to be,
Split apart, we cease to see.
Oh I, myself… goodbye, farewell~
I drift beyond where echoes dwell.
Do not call. I won’t rebel.
I slip between the folds of sound,
A nameless hush, no longer found.
No door to strike, no bell to ring—
Just fading words
That forget everything.
