dear dad

i miss you man
alot
remeber all the times
the good ones
the bad ones
the ones where we were togther
i miss you dad
your smiling face
your belly laugh
your warm embrace
i think about you all the time
i wish you had been here
to see me get older
when i first had a girl friend
when i first found love
i wish you could have been there
when i lost it
i needed you dad
and i still do
and i miss you so much
i miss your hugs
and your kisses
with your rough moustache
i miss you crying in my arms
there are times i hate you
cause you havent been there
buut ive always loved you
your my father
and i miss you

my expectations
are considered "unattainable"
my direction
is considered inexplainable
and people remain
unableble to disable
the who situation
that ive left unstable
the precariuos position
of my vicarious decision
leaves you with out inhabition
and in doubt with suspision
its so hard to describe
the vibe of a scribe
sent to surmise
the lies of the tribe
but the desguise
hides the lies
and provides
the scribe
with the means
to survive
and provide the source
thus to
remain allied
but dont doubt
the writer
just read
some shit tighter
the the normal
quagmire
of artists for hire
i may never
make money
but im destined
for greatness
just depends
on the timing
the master of rhyming
and designing
the iching
of poems at their greastest
with legends of sages
shit thats amazing
and so they slowly start paying
homage to the savage
of honest lyrical baggage
so please lay off the cabage
till i come with my next fat shit