today marks the end
of your days that could have been
our orchestra just waited
and waited
and waited
expecting to be tuned soon
but you broke your string
#micropoetry
— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 19 March 2025 at 11:11
Today, 6 years ago, my partner, riddled with cancer, passed on to other worlds...It sounds sad...but on the flip side, there was another story...many other stories...When I met him, he said he had cancer and could not work...he didn't have cancer...He lied constantly about his identity, his background...He stole money from my bank account regularly...by gambling online daily...(How did he get access?)... He liked to buy the groceries, and constantly they cost more...His children did not contact him except the eldest daughter on a couple of occasions...He was moody and would be enraged if I did not photograph him in poses he wanted...Other times, he was angry if I did photograph him...He would get especially angry if I questioned his statements of innocence and behaviour. We rarely went out together, and on the few times we did, suddenly he would wish to go to the toilet...We would have to go home because he refused to use a public toilet...Then sometimes, we would try the outing again...sometimes...
So, when he was dying, with real cancer...and I learnt more lies when his eldest daughter appeared, I had to make a decision...Still stay with him? Or just leave?...His eldest daughter told me that she didn't blame me if I chose the latter...
I stayed with him...He really had no one...I stayed with him right to the moment he passed away...In fact, I was the one who called that he had passed...The nurse had only just turned her back after shaving his face...
So I remember this date with a strange kind of sadness...A man gifted with musical talent and imaginative ideas, totally wasting the life he was given...Often he said I gave him the only peace he had known in his life. That could be translated in so many ways.
I am not sorry I stayed with him at the end...But I am sorry that I tolerated so much, for so long, knowing that something was not right...I guess I was determined to keep going...or was I stubborn...
Hopefully, I think I have learnt a lesson or two now...
The Bones Beneath
#poem #poetry #writing
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— Gerhard ∞ (@oevermann.bsky.social) 15 March 2025 at 09:35
