A Dog Without a Raft
(Poem about hoarder houses, by RainbowRoseGames)
Amid this journey on the sea
We'd find others who have boats
But for whatever reason they can never help us in our need
They'd give us advice and sometimes gloat
"You shouldn't try to boil the sea, it takes too long"
What's the point of it?
I don't want to boil the sea
All I want is to not have a fit
This damned mess is all that I see
How does one fend for themself
If they're never taught
How to even organize a shelf?
Now what kind of home is this?
Here on a trash island of the leaders' making
They want me to clean and simply not have a fit
You'd get fed up, too
If lying around in trash wasn't all that you could do
I'm supposed to love you
And I really do
But sometimes I hate you
For keeping me stranded on this island and not helping me all the while
I'm just a child
What do you want me to do?
I'm not going to fix everything for you
Maybe I'm being presumptuous
But what you do doesn't help fix the root of the problems
Even if you bake something scrumptious
I don't want to boil the sea
I just want someone or something to help me
What is the point of boiling the sea
If nobody helps me?
I didn't know even outsiders are worthless
But alas here we are
With no hope left in my heart
Why can't they boil the sea?
Why can't they even boil a bathtub?
I should consider this child labor
It feels like every responsibility is on me
And on my shoulders
Why do I have to act first?
I can't lift these boulders
Why can't the sea boil away?
This makeshift prison I'm living in feels like an ocean
I'm like some dog someone threw inside
I won't stay afloat over time as the time flies
Just want to escape
To never look back
And be self-sufficient
The sea is hot and it burns me and any residual hope of mine
All that I get are fake signs of a boil
Until the sea quickly cools down again
Will the sea boil this time?
Will their actions get us to shore?
Or will their paddling
Bring us somewhere worse?
Stop dawdling
Bring me to a real home
And not a trash island on the sea
I've been doing poetry lately and it helps me get through some stuff (mainly by trying to find out how to describe problems) and I figured I'd do one on hoarding and spread awareness. Often times people see videos of people cleaning hoarder houses that have all sorts of trash and pests and it's always some old lady who owns it. Hoarders don't need to be old or feeble, their houses don't need to be at such extreme conditions to be bad, or to affect household mental stability, and more terrifying of all, they can have children living in the houses with them. Why don't they just, y'know, get a cleaning crew? Or why didn't DSS or CPS find out? Usually they're good at hiding it, and are scared to get help because they're afraid authorities will take everything away from them, or some can be afraid to let go of things. It can depend greatly. And if they have children, the authorities will take everything away that they love, aka the children. This, and many other reasons, are why you don't just call authorities on someone. Please if you know someone with a hoarder type situation, just be there to support them, help them decide what to keep or get rid of, and DON'T just call authorities or cleaning crews without their explicit consent and/or knowledge.

















