The Man I Knew

The Man I Knew

A Poem by Alisha Heistand
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Amazing how people change sometimes.

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The man I knew was kind, never cruel.
He could make me laugh and smile 
And he was never rude.
This man was, in reality, a boy
But he was so much more to me
He was my world, he held my heart
And now it can never be.
The man I knew has changed.

Just an order could make him leave me
An order that became law
He was not to touch me,
Not to speak to me,
God, he couldn't even look at me.

Friends?
We used to be.
A shell is all that's left of me.
I refuse to smile from my soul
I refuse to laugh with my heart
Abandon me if you will,
It's happened before.

This isn't some depression
Or a crazy obsession,
It's me being me.
Take it,
Leave it,
Abuse it,
Listen to it,
Do whatever you wish.
I am not in denial
I am speaking my mind.

The man I knew is now a boy
turned back by an order
By higher power than I.
What will happen, I wonder in his future
Will this person controlling him do so all his life?
Will he ever be the man I knew again?
Kind, sweet, caring, loving.
A dream. Everything I'd ever wanted.

The man I knew is still here
but to him, 
I've disappeared.
What shall I do, then?
I will guard him with my life
I owe him that much
No one touches him
No one hurts him
No one threatens him.
"I will not leave his side until he orders me away."
He has, but when have I ever listened?
I will always be here for him if he needs me
No matter what.

© 2013 Alisha Heistand


Author's Note

Alisha Heistand
Not too harsh, if you please. I am in an extremely fragile state and I wrote this in a lot of emotional pain. I do appreciate the growth however. Thank you for reading my works. I pour my heart out to all of you.

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Alisha, I truly feel what I can only imagine is just the beginning of your pain. The poem is eloquently written, beginning in a somewhat light mood, but quickly darkens into a explanation of suffering and despair. Good work, but I'm terribly sorry for what you are enduring

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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It is sad how people change or are changed by life, I liked myself the most when I was 17, free and easy, no worries. This is a piece which becomes does change in tone from start to end, you have expressed your feelings well in it.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Alisha, I truly feel what I can only imagine is just the beginning of your pain. The poem is eloquently written, beginning in a somewhat light mood, but quickly darkens into a explanation of suffering and despair. Good work, but I'm terribly sorry for what you are enduring

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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