LetterA Poem by EnigmaSaddening write..."I Love You Both More than anything else!!" There. I said it. It wasn't as hard as I thought it would be. But anyway, it doesn't matter now, does it? After all, by now, I'll be far, far away from you both, looking down upon you and sending my silent consolations. Yes! Though it's very hard for you to accept this fact, yet it's true. I'm dead. I killed myself. But you needn't worry. I'm at peace now. I've never felt so good ever in my life which now seems very insignificant as it ended so abruptly. You guessed right! I didn't thought much about it. There are so many things I wanted to tell you both. But right now my mind and eyes both are clouded with the tonnes of tears that I'm shedding. I don't understand. I'm not sad. But still... Firstyly, I wanted to apologise for everything wrong that I'd done. I took the most wonderful people on earth for granted and never gave them the due respect that they deserved. I shouted back at you, didn't hear you out when you needed me to and making you go through hell which on my own created by drifting into my own silent world. But mom, dad, I couldn't help it. Life had been so mean to me that I had lost my power to retaliate. It was as though it was choking me. I had to silence my voice in order to listen to others. It was difficult but was rewarding. People stopped bugging me. But it still hurts that I have to leave you all down there. Gosh! I wish I'd see you once more. I want that warm bear hug of yours which I always imgined, only imagined. I'm not blaming you. But the truth is, you could've saved me. But you never knew how much youy hurt me from the inside. You always tried to correct me, make me a better person, and I very much appreciate that. But am I wrong in saying that your method was wrong? I don't expect my mother calling me 'fat-a*s' so that I learn the importance of nutrients. I don't want my father to call me 'dumb', 'stupid', or 'idiot' just because I forgot to do a particular chore. I don't want my parents to be fighting over things which I could've avoided. It hurts a lot, you know. It kills. You always asked me why I cried after coming from every Parent-teacher meet. Well, it's quite evident now. I cried over how my friends are blessed with such a nice pair of parents. I felt so jealous and secretly prayed to God that he'd swap me with them. Oh! No! I'm not blaming you at all. It may sound fake but it's true. Though what you did wasn't quite right but your intentions were for my betterment. Do I again have to repeat that I loved you for whatever you are... Gosh! I can't even convince myself over here. I'm crying hysterically so I can't think straight... [will finish it soon enough] © 2008 Enigma |
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1 Review Added on August 9, 2008 AuthorEnigmaIndiaAboutHi, I'm Preeti. Nice to meet you! I found this place around the same time I found my love for writing. To be honest, it was a time back when I could write. And I did, oh so much. I found words to b.. more..Writing
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