Hanging On... Poem by Almedia Knight-Oliver

Up until tonight you were joy and no end to my delight!
Then walked out of gladness into another bliss-not even a goodnight
I buried my head in fewer than two pillows wailing louder than an infant
Bawling, while Moma grieved for Papa someplace cuddled in kisses
I'm left with memories of moment my love unfolded and stretched into
years, and a couple months-could be more who knows… I'm just pissed!
The very day we met, I hung onto each and every sweet word and syllable
Though were hollow and only I heard, and you the stranger to your words!
Were too far to hear your voice on my phone but, what did I do love wrong?
I wish you'd strung your words tightly around my neck, on oak tree's limb,
Walked away, and left me swinging free.
Could've laughed at all the mess you made and maybe I'd cared less!
Up until that time there was joy and delight…but
Now my heart has a wound that only I can treat…

By
Almedia Knight-Oliver
Date unknown