The Man Who Writes

He dedicated his whole life after his retirement to his family but his ambitious wife, ignorant and self-centred yet hot-headed children that inherited their stubborness from their father took his kindness of a family man for granted. He spent more than half of his day during the weekdays in his room while the other members of his family were having a productive one outside. He had no friends,  no cars or motorcycles that he could take out for a drive once he finished his 'chores' such as washing dishes and doing laundry.
He was a mute man at home. There were no other choices for him but to guard the house when everbody was away and even so, he was not given enough credit for being the perfect husband and father. When he felt trapped in his own home that he had lived in for 30 years and desperation to feel needed sincerely by his family, he turned to writing. He wrote his mind out in the thick book he received back when he still had a place to go, his office. The book was not that fancy, it had his company logo on the cover and it was everything he had.
He would write about the walls having new cracks and they reminded him of his heart. Everyday was the same even when everyone was present. He would write about the sweltering heat he felt in his room and it reminded him of him being trapped in the cold treatment by his family and not being able to say anything to them. He would also write about the trash he had to take out in the morning and it reminded him of how much felt unwanted and unappreciated in the house. He would write about anything  that shared similarities to whatever he was feeling then and weep after that. On every page of the book, there would be his tears that had dried and on every page too, he would write "i will take care of my family until the day their tears fall next to mine on these pages".
The moments his family lost interest in having a conversation with him, and to his every question, they only responded with a nod or a shook and sometimes nothing at all, led him to becoming a mute man who only spoke through his writing.