For them....
Sometimes,i wish to suck the blood of all others who....I want to kill them,stab at their heart and when they will scream it might soothe me.When they beg for forgiveness,i won't grant.I'll hit their wound again and again and their shrieks!..oh!..what a comfort it would bring to my heart.I'll slap them again and again and i won't kill them but take pleasure in their agony....Just watch me!...A day would be mine...!!....
I can never forget these days,never!!! .....
They would be the most happiest creature on the earth.I won't let them to feel the insecurities,i feel.They won't even know what does fear mean.They won't suffer from the headache from which i suffer when...ugh!....They won't know what frustration,suffocation,depression is.They won't yearn for love but love will.They would be the luckiest children of the world.I won't let them to suffer.People will envy them.And they will spit on all other's faces.
You,the owner of heaven and hell!,i won't let you to write their fate.It would be I,their mommy,who will write their fate.A fate in which miseries are nowhere.Just happiness.They won't be a coward,they would be as brave as death who won't show mercy while taking one's life.And when i'll give them everything i'll take pleasure in watching the smile on their faces.I'll be the mother of most happiest children,and they would be the children of a obsessed mother.
They won't ever want to kill others in their anger.Because they won't ever know what anger is?!...I'll be their ideal mother and they will be my ideal children.
I won't let them to face the days which i am facing.My children would have all the things and i won't let them to yearn for even a single one.You all there don't write your sympathetic words,what i want you to do,Just watch me how i make their future bright,not bright but brightest.
I also have such a dream for my future children. Not because my mother was unkind. My mother loves me more than herself. But I have seen parents bringing children on this earth and pushing them towards an uncertain future. Parents who live in poverty bring children up to face more poverty..parents who are violent bring children up to inflict violence on them...I have seen this happen...So, I can understand. I often feel that parents themselves are prisoners of their own world or prisoners of a world created by their forefathers/ancestors, maybe their parents ill treated them...and so this cycle continues...someone has to break this cycle and build a beautiful future.
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