Excuse Me, sir. I’m Leaking.

leak

I cried.
Not because I’m weak
My pipe is.
Full to the brim with frustration

‘I said you should find a better image’
I told the creative director.
Turned around two minutes later
He’s searching for a totally different one.
Crack.                                                                                                                                                                           Must be my pipes.

A sharp retort.
Fatigue-incited clapbacks fly my way.
I storm out.
The pipes in my eyes are broken
That’s why I’m leaking.

I can’t hide the tears
I try hard to
Purple agbada. Oga.
‘Demilade, what’s wrong?’
I mumble why amidst my tears.

‘It happens’.
Two words. A hug.
All I needed.

2 comments

  1. Oluwatobi · February 13

    Awwwn. A hug. It’s really needed once in a while.

    • demilhadey · February 13

      It is o…. Especially when you cant even console yourself. Thanks for reading Tobi. 😀
      I’m delighted every time i see your comments. 🙂

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