After three years of missing him,
I learned to forget about him,
That is before the dream.
I was walking down an unfamiliar street,
Then I seen the shadow,
It started running towards me,
I was in to much shock to run,
Then it tackled me,
I could feel the blood running down my knee,
I tried to fight my attacker,
But then I realized he was to strong,
I saw the attacker was wearing a mask,
So I fought the mask off of it,
Then I saw the face,
The face of my father.