The Entire Self

What I possess, is only in me.

But what is really in me

And who is me

Not that me,

But ‘me’

I.

The I that looks above from 10 feet

Never with a lens of judgment

A friend of mine surely

Watching delicately

The nightmares

Devouring

Me.

Do I dare to approach thee

If not in sleepless nights

Then maybe a dance

In broad daylight

Subconsciously.

You and me

Or better,

Me and

‘Me’.

Who is this angel that guides me

Glides by my side, quietly

My hero to the rescue

They think it’s me

But superman is

In actuality

‘Me’.

What a transcendent bond formed

And friendship adorned

Between I and me                                     

All unknowingly;

In consciousness,

I finally met

“Me”.