Winter Season

micropoetry, PoeEternal, poetry, Writing

He said you are not the reason
And it nearly stopped me dreaming
Now my soul’s in winter season
And I cannot stop it bleeding
Now my heart is barely beating
And for you it’s always weeping
Now I don’t want to go on breathing
And my life has lost its meaning
© Delia Ross. 2019

Published by POEETERNAL

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