Escape From a Hoarder
After the marriage
It started real slow
Collecting so much
I didn’t even know
I have always lived
A very organized life
So I thought I could
Live as a hoarder’s wife
Since my top quality
Is good organization
It shouldn’t be difficult
To organize the situation
Well I was sure fooled
Until I became trapped
With clutter all around
Covering every little gap
The man I was with
I didn’t actually know
Had been a hoarder
From childhood years ago
I’m from another background
A loving family - lots of kin
With many years on my own
Raising all of my children
It felt like quicksand
As I began to slowly seep
I tried to climb out
Before I sunk too deep
I discovered a hoarder
Holds other issues too
More than I could handle
Or even really cared to
I think one icebreaker
Might probably be
When the hoarding extended
To him hoarding me
There was no room for visitors
Nor family or friends
But the icing on the cake
Was not seeing my grandchildren
I had to make an escape
And I tried to be nice and kind
I’d prefer to be distant friends
To free my heart and mind
I prayed every moment
For strength to pull through
Leaving it in God’s hands
Is what I always do
My family and friends
Were always there for me
Standing by my decision
And ensuring my certainty
As I started to climb out
Of this bad situation
Holding my head above
A possible suffocation
God sent a ray of sunshine
With a warm gentle touch
One felt a few times before
And always did so much
Releasing my inner joy
With a drop of golden sun
Is such a wonderful gift
For the new journey I’ve begun
Florence McMillian (Flo)
Copyright © Florence Mcmillian | Year Posted 2011
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