Dear broken window,
I was so scared last night when I tried to peep into you and you pulled me out of the world of illusions I've been living in so far.
I saw dad and mom,
Both centimeters apart yet miles far from each other on the either sides of the bed.
Was it a nightmare?
But even after pinching my body, I was in the same world where mom shouted that it was just because of their baby that she is living with him.
But what did dad do?
He's indeed the perfect father for me!
Why was mom in pain?
Is this all because of me?
There are so many questions.
I thought I'm the best baby to the best parents of the world. They are the best parents but I'm not.
I was so ignorant about the fake smiles on the face.
I was not able to feel the pain.
I'm a bad baby.
Last night, I was so scared seeing a perfect couple like this!
They say they failed as a couple, but they'll be the best parents in the world.
But, I want them to have the best baby.
For whom they won't undergo pain,
Who won't make them cry,
But it's all because of me,
That they've been living in the world of thorns to make me sleep in the bed of roses.
I failed as a child.
But thanks to you,
That I'm out of the world of illusions.
But it's hard to walk to mom and dad,
And tell them about you, the broken window.
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