The Departure

"Tickets, kid," Spits the bearded mouth.
"Hop on," he coughs, and "let me introduce you to the gang."

And then a voice shot through a megaphone not quite two inches from my ear, it shouted.

Come back home, please come back home. I'll be waiting for you.

He coughs again and says, "Two seats down from the killer is the woman who broke sixty-thousand promises and sixty-thousand hearts." I steal a seat by the thief
Then clouds turn to dust and ash. Silver lining drips to scarlet tears.

Then I close my eyes, and see a smile.

I'm on my way, I'm breathing you in.

I think I'm home, i know i'm home.