My dear future child,
Pardon my inconsistent behaviour... We may never meet... raising a kid is too much of a responsibility and I, for a matter of fact, am sure not to venture out for the lofty task. But, my child, if we happen to meet someday, I promise to "save you a seat" every moment, right here ,just beside me, even if we are miles apart. If it is three am at night, you happen to open the cupboard and find a charred out body sitting inside ready to lean over you, do not seek help from the people in cloud; instead come to my bed and cling to me in sleep. Your heartbeats will play lullaby to me, just as mine will do for you. Even if it is 3 am at night ad the world seems to be lost in the dark alley of a universe, for solace you can whisper mum; just as I did, sitting at strangers' houses only to awake in my empty dream.
I know there will be days when you will want to doze of right when the morning sun arrives, tired from the night gone by wasted in sighs. The delight of laughter will seem a distant dream. Villagers from a far off land will only reap them and sow. They say stories good enough to be told to your grandchildren. Just like your grandfather, you will turn out to be a happy soul, wise and calm; a day will see you win over the turmoils. But until then, baby, you will have to shiver in cold even in scorching heat, in dearth of nicer words. You may not be fortunate enough to have a bearded facebook friend from another continent to reassure you with hope, "You will have better stories to tell one day, to your grandchildren."
You shall go on my child.
You have no idea how dearly I wait to hold you in my arms; a love long lost.
Promise me, you shall not find a reason to buy a pair of blades and end it altogether. Instead come to me, if you do, I will take you out for a ride until the sky turns magenta.
Trust me baby, at the end the sun will brighten up your day, it always does.
You are the reason I dare to hold on sweetheart. I assure you everytime you bleed and the pain urges you to end it altogether, I will take you out for an enthralling journey. I assure you that there is nothing more artistic than loving someone dearly, it ends all the despair. Those demons may scare you baby but at the end you have to be your own hero, and you will be that, just as I did.
Darling, I refuse to be unaware of your suffering just like my mother did.
Pardon my inconsistent behaviour... We may never meet... raising a kid is too much of a responsibility and I, for a matter of fact, am sure not to venture out for the lofty task. But, my child, if we happen to meet someday, I promise to "save you a seat" every moment, right here ,just beside me, even if we are miles apart. If it is three am at night, you happen to open the cupboard and find a charred out body sitting inside ready to lean over you, do not seek help from the people in cloud; instead come to my bed and cling to me in sleep. Your heartbeats will play lullaby to me, just as mine will do for you. Even if it is 3 am at night ad the world seems to be lost in the dark alley of a universe, for solace you can whisper mum; just as I did, sitting at strangers' houses only to awake in my empty dream.
I know there will be days when you will want to doze of right when the morning sun arrives, tired from the night gone by wasted in sighs. The delight of laughter will seem a distant dream. Villagers from a far off land will only reap them and sow. They say stories good enough to be told to your grandchildren. Just like your grandfather, you will turn out to be a happy soul, wise and calm; a day will see you win over the turmoils. But until then, baby, you will have to shiver in cold even in scorching heat, in dearth of nicer words. You may not be fortunate enough to have a bearded facebook friend from another continent to reassure you with hope, "You will have better stories to tell one day, to your grandchildren."
You shall go on my child.
You have no idea how dearly I wait to hold you in my arms; a love long lost.
Promise me, you shall not find a reason to buy a pair of blades and end it altogether. Instead come to me, if you do, I will take you out for a ride until the sky turns magenta.
Trust me baby, at the end the sun will brighten up your day, it always does.
You are the reason I dare to hold on sweetheart. I assure you everytime you bleed and the pain urges you to end it altogether, I will take you out for an enthralling journey. I assure you that there is nothing more artistic than loving someone dearly, it ends all the despair. Those demons may scare you baby but at the end you have to be your own hero, and you will be that, just as I did.
Darling, I refuse to be unaware of your suffering just like my mother did.
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