Cold Black Hearts
Black clouds fill the sky
Dark as my heart.
The cold freezes the misty air.
I sit here alone
the snowflakes melting
into raindrops.
There is no warmth,
No fireplace lit. The memories
are burning.
You forgot and so easily
moved on. But my soul
is still hurting.
Shattered dreams
like broken glass
never the same again.
There is no life
in winter’s frost. No love,
no remedy.
It’s time for something
fresh. A new start.
Maybe next year.
MC's Whispers 