Wednesday, 13 November 2013

On a night like this

On a night like this, I could only wish for one thing.

A better tomorrow.

I’m tired. I’m exhausted with all of this. Tears, tears, tears are my only friend for a time like this.

I love parents so much that I would actually kill myself if that could make them happy.

Their tears are my tears.

They love me. They care for me. Not only me. But all of us.

But why can’t you understand, my brother? Why can’t you see? Why?

Don’t you remember? Since the day you were born, can’t you remember how much love have they given you? How much tears they have shed for you when you were sick? How much sweat they have produced just to raise you up, strong and healthy?

Have you forgotten all of that?

I can’t believe you are so dare.

Talking like that to them. Hurting their feelings. Treating them like shit. Who do you think you are?

You have no right, my brother.

They sacrificed a lot. For you.

Why can’t you remember that?

Have you ever heard of this saying, ‘Think before you speak’?

Have you thought of how much pain they would suffer because your words?

Did you know? Did you know that she cried?
Did you know? Did you know that he cried?

Of course you don’t.

You didn’t even look back at them when you stepped out of the house burning with anger.

Anger. Why? Why did you let anger take control over you, my brother?

Are you really that weak?

Don’t you want to see their smile? Their happy face? Like how they always look forward to see you happy.

My brother, don’t you love them?

Are they no important to you?

Are they just some shits to you?

I don’t understand. I really don’t understand you at all.

But I know. They love you.

They love you.

It is just you who can’t see it.


This night full of tears… will definitely be a sleepless night.

I don’t care about you, my brother. The only thing I know is that I love them. Mother and father, they are my world. Their tears are my tears. Their happiness is my happiness.

Now. Will you come back and seek for their forgiveness?


Listen here, my brother. Until you ask for their forgiveness, you are NOT my brother. 

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