Echoes I Mistook as Mine

So many fine plans to live life my way
Yet fate stood waiting to snatch them away
I stood somewhere with dreams in my chest
But somewhere else, fate led the quest

Spring arrived, with blossom and hue
But I took in none of its fragrance true
Why did the flowers curse me so
For passing them by, unmoved, aglow?

I glimpsed your face once, of that I’m sure
Though your name escapes me evermore
What could I do? Those eyes of mine
Were drunk on illusions, dimmed by wine

Even ruined, I wore a victor’s grin
For merely surviving felt like a win
While others wept and wore despair
Their tears got praised like medals rare

Though my soul begged life to let go
I laughed through the ache, let the silence grow
If grief was mine, at least it stayed
In joy’s disguise, a charade well played

What made me glance at that bustling road?
Why did I step from the dark I owed?
There in the dust, long left alone
Lay my own corpse, unclaimed, unknown

Don’t ask me now where these words came by
It was your voice in last night’s sigh
The wind that wept outside my door
Carried your voice, and nothing more

Is that a poem

Yeah

Nice! This is beautiful, but complex. it causes emotion, but its not so easy to understand

nice