Me, Myself, and I

"Who am I?" These three words are the words that define who we are as we progress in this little journey called "Life". These words shape us, mold us, raise us, and betray us. How do you answer this?

A unique freak, that is me.

A heavy shadow cast upon my being

The questions asked, who, what, why?

I am me...just myself.

This shall be till the day I die.

Understanding?...It is worth the try

My human nature, naught but a lie.

Three of me there are, yet one of them you see.

A beast, a Man, and a haunting She.

I myself and me....

I am Female, I am Male,

I am made upon a different scale.

I am Human, I am Beast

Alas that side I hate the least.

It smiles through its razor teeth,

Oh it anticipates the grizzly feast.

Me, myself, and I...

Am I mad? or am I sane?

My mind doth break beneath this strain...

I hear them calling, whispers in the night,

the chamber's loaded, my skull yet to be corroded.

Hear them cry! let their shrieks soar up into the sky.

Oh hear me demons! oh darkness come! Let your seductive will be done!

Oh do I feel the passion, the lust, and the forbidden love,

I will slay all who rise above.

I myself and we.....

~ Dorian Wolfe.

Author's Note

I know I lack certain grammatical traits and I care not for when I write, I write what is upon my mind. What it is that burns within my head and heart. I write this as a sanguine start.

Reviews

[Areeba]

This poem forces you to think, it's amazing how diverse yet uniform we rae.
Great work!!!