On the Bus

On the bus

Away from all that is known

Away from all my friends,

I hate to take this road alone

But have to in the end.

This is a long journey

But I have to do it now,

Before I’m stuck until I die

I need to shut it out.

I have too see new things ahead

Forget about the old,

I have to hide my sadness

far down in my soul.

I see the mountains straight ahead

It reminds me of my home,

It isn’t good it isn’t bad

There is longing in my soul.

The bus is taking me away

Away from all my fears,

The walls are shutting down

I have to get out of here.

I got my own pace,

I need my own time,

I need my own space,

I’ve done a terrible crime.

I thought he loved me

I thought he did,

He had a fist

And I felt it.

It is my fault

I failed my test,

Felt his hands

Upon my bare chest.

He gave me love in his way

He said he loved me until that day,

We had a daughter he said stop

He wouldn’t give his life up.