Exhausted
I slept
Only to dream
I was on a bus
Being driven by a madman
Out of control
Refusing to stop.

The riders stood
Demanding the bus stop.
The driver ignored them.

I pounded on the back window
Yelling for help
Another driver alerted troopers
Who stopped the bus
And rescued us.

My love life
Is a bus out of control
I want off
But the driver
Will not listen
Is fate the driver?
Am I the driver?
I can't make it stop.