In the end, Sheree K. Surdam shared this poem with me, and I have to admit, she has a talent for using poetry as a creative outlet for her inner thoughts (and she also has a talent for prose to broadcast her remarkable thoughts). Here is her beautiful poem, "Tommy". Enjoy!
In her own words:
"This poem
is about Tommy, a man who I believed - for a while anyway - was the love of my
life; the final stop on the road of searching, hoping for a true love to last a
lifetime. Tommy relapsed on drugs and alcohol after almost 2 decades of
sobriety, and was found dead in his home. We were no longer a couple when this
happened; I was unable and unwilling to deal with his decent back into
addiction. When I learned of his death, I called a friend for comfort. This
poem emerged as a result of not just the death of my love, but also that
unfortunate phone call."
Tommy
by Sheree K. Surdam
I called her and
told her…
He died
yesterday
in his house
Half in, half
out
of the bathroom
Like trying to
decide
on the perfect
spot for life
to end
And I wonder
which half
was in
which half out?
But I loved him
once
And believed
he was the one
The only one
really
And here’s the
thing
that she said
to my sadness
Said to my tears
that I won’t
forget
Not ever forget…
“It’s not like
you were
still with him”…
Because you see
It’s not like I
ever was…..
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