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I am a Textile Designer, I do graphics designs as well @ Ladoke Akintola University of Technology
I am a Textile Designer, I do graphics designs as well @ Ladoke Akintola University of Technology
Invisible Voices🥹
<p>I walked the halls at night,</p><p>bare feet on cold tile,</p><p>the house breathing around me </p><p>a soft hum,</p><p>a sound too alive to be empty.</p><p></p><p>Her door half-shadow,</p><p>air thick with gin and sleep.</p><p>I stood there,</p><p>small enough to be forgotten,</p><p>close enough to remember everything</p><p></p><p>My hand pressed wood </p><p>it felt warm Inside,</p><p>a low sigh,</p><p>Consciousness</p><p>slipping away.</p><p></p><p>I whispered out Mama.</p><p>The word didn’t travel far,</p><p>just bounced off the door</p><p>and fell back into my chest.</p><p></p><p>The silence after</p><p>was heavy,</p><p>a hand that never reached back.</p><p>Sometimes I spoke to it anyway </p><p>as if the dark could answer,</p><p>as if the walls could open.</p><p></p><p>One night,</p><p>I poured her bottles out.</p><p>The smell rose sharp,</p><p>like something burning.</p><p>She woke,</p><p>and shouting came fast.</p><p>Her voice tore through the house </p><p>through me </p><p>Yet still,</p><p>it felt better</p><p>than quiet.</p><p></p><p>For a moment,</p><p>her eyes met mine.</p><p>I think I smiled.</p><p>I think I thought</p><p>that must be love.</p><p></p><p>Behind the Door(Mother)</p><p>Nights I sometimes heard you </p><p>small feet on tile,</p><p>a cabinet click,</p><p>a breath held like a secret.</p><p></p><p>I told myself you slept.</p><p>That lie was easier</p><p>than what waited</p><p>beyond the door.</p><p></p><p>Bottles made my world quieter,</p><p>dimmed corners,</p><p>blurred edges</p><p>of what I couldn’t face.</p><p>But your whisper "Mama"</p><p>cut through everything.</p><p>Found me</p><p>even when I hid.</p><p></p><p>Sometimes I pressed my hand</p><p>to the same wood you did,</p><p>hoping the door might open.</p><p>I wanted to speak.</p><p>Mouth full of ghosts.</p><p>Love came out wrong ,</p><p>a shout,</p><p>a fire,</p><p>your name burning through smoke.</p><p></p><p>You flinched,</p><p>and I hated myself for it </p><p>how even anger</p><p>sliced more than absence.</p><p></p><p>I saw your eyes looking at me</p><p>clear, afraid.</p><p>For a moment</p><p>I remembered who I was supposed to be.</p><p>But night closed in again.</p><p>And I let it.</p>
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