father figure

i saw you in my dream.

this time i saw more of you

than last time. we still havent spoke

but i am waiting for the day you speak to me

in my dreams like you spoke to me in real life.

although, i cant recall i know you did at some point; the people told me so. the memories, although fading, let me know you cared while you were here.

eye of the hurricane

we know which way to go.

the way the ppl see us, they see

the flow of us like a storm

we are the eye, as they

are swept thru the

turbulent tides and

gushing winds.

one by one, they are

swept into the eye.

guided by us, we see

the path because we

are the eye of the

hurricane.

no games

there were those brown calming eyes,

that jeopardized the beast in me,

to prey or to lay, so i prayed,

and laid my soul to bare;

scared because i have

paid this fare before

but these cards

arent like the last ones

before. this time

all cards

are on the table

theres no score

just us at the table

laughing to the

core.