angelofdeath1824

This is one of the poems out of a collection I wrote called "Adjectives". This poem is titled, "The Bus". Read the rest of my collection here. The Bus When I disappear, do you care where I hide? When I return, will you know that I tried? Please, tell me a lie to ease my panicked mind. Please, let me inhale and rewind. Let me exhale and tell you every hope I've ever had. I want to tell you about how my life so far has only been ever so sad. My mind is like the lonely boy on the street, Standing alone at a stop sign waiting for the next bus to leave. Waiting to get away from broken hopes and dreams, Maybe finding some love with a str