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Mantha MW Feb 2019
Why does it always come back to this?
It’s a crude cruse I believe.
Maybe a fallen friend gave it me
A act of revenge or a final cruelness
Mantha MW Feb 2019
On night like these all I think is nothing
Nothing is what I feel all the time
Nothing is everywhere
Nothing is a feeling that I cannot describe
I rather be heart broken then feel this
All the tears in the world can’t wash the nothing away
Mantha MW Feb 2019
Do you ever look at an empty page?
And think what could go here?
Words of hope or words you always write?
Do you ever look at an empty page and leave it there? Because you are afraid of what you’ll write?
Mantha MW Feb 2019
I dreamt my teeth fell from my mouth as I talked.
I dreamt I I bled out from cuts that appeared in my skin like stars.
I dreamt my body gave up on me as I walked.
I dreamt my best friends told me was I was truly afraid of.
I dreamt the people I called family left me
behind, and with a knife in my back.
You see, half my dreams come true.
I rather see my body give up on me as I walk.
Mantha MW Feb 2019
I’m haunted by the blade
The blade is well hidden
It follows me around
Yet it cannot leave its spot
Like a old friend, I can see it
In the faces of strangers
It’s temptation calls even when I smile
And especially when I’m alone
Mantha MW Feb 2019
A door of lights lead to nowhere
Like loving you left me with nothing
And leaving you left me feeling nothing
So let’s not learn from my mistakes
And see what this door of light have in store
Mantha MW Feb 2019
We were dancing in the moonlight
That night, not a dance I dance again
But baby if it was you,
maybe I’d take that chance

Why I’d have to kiss you in the moonlight
That night

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