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Tosh Sharma and it means so much. I've found my identity in being different, being unlike everyone else in any way possible. So when I was diagnosed with depression, like every other teenager on the planet my age, and I wanted to kill myself, just like everyone else, I found no comfort in the words "you are not alone" because I was alone, and in some ways I liked it, I was unpredictable. This line hit me so hard..
"This Is Not the End of the World” (transcript) I’ve been hearing that the world is ending I’ve heard it so much this days that I can either completely ignore it or never leave my house again that is if I actually left my house for things that don't directly enable me to keep my house see I’ve been thinking about driving nowhere I’ve been thinking about becoming a box inside a locked room inside a dark house at the dark end of the street I want to go away until I'm gone it take so much less energy to not exist than it does to exist and get burned I’ve been burned so much I am not me anymore I’m a stupid poppet version of me I got strings that lead to nowhere nothing is pulling on me I wish someone would drag my hand out of hiding and sign my name on the dotted line there are days when I can’t find the sun even though it’s right outside my window when getting out of bed feels like the key in the doomsdays machine so on those days this is what I tell myself whatever you are feeling right now there’s a mathematical certainty that someone else is feeling that exact thing this is not to say you aren't special this is to say thank God you aren't special I too have kissed no one good night I’ve launched myself from tall places and hoped no one would catch me I’ve ended relationships because suddenly I was also exposed but isolation is not safety It’s death If no one knows you are alive you aren't if a tree falls in the forest and no one is around to hear it it does make a sound but then that sound is gone I am not saying you’ll find the meaning of life in other people I’m saying other people are the life to which you provide the meaning see (we are) wrong when we say I think therefore I am the more we say it the more it sounds like I think therefore I will be you can’t think your way into a full table you can’t think and makes walls and a roof appear around you I have thought and thought myself in a corners made of words and nightmares and what has it gotten me but more thoughts a currency that only buys more currency so please if you wanna continue existing do something learn to make clouds using only your breath build a house even if every wall leans to the left love it anyway just like a season just like a child love how you hate yourself sometimes because at least there’s still something to hate I know how easy it can be to think and keep thinking until you are the last person left on Earth until the entire world becomes no larger than the space between your bed and the light switch but I hear the world’s ending soon when we go and we’re all gonna go I will be part of it -Neil Hilborn Holy cow! Thanks for the likes guys!!
"I have thought and thought myself into corners made of words and nightmares and what has it gotten me but MORE thughts." ~I don't think I've ever related to a line in a poem as much as I do to this one.
"i'm not saying you find the meaning of life in other people. i'm saying other people are the life to which you provide the meaning" wow, this is something i need to remind myself everyday.
“I wanna go away until I’m gone” This just hits me because sometimes I want to not exist. I don’t want to die, more like I wish I had never been even a concept, just never existed
“Whatever you’re feeling right now, there is a mathematical certainty that someone else is feeling that exact thing, this is not to say you aren’t special, this is to say thank god you aren’t special”💜
You always speak truth. Sometimes it is truth I already know, sometimes it is truth I do not know. It is always truth that I need at that moment. Thank you, Neil Hilborn for sharing your truth.
This is actually my favorite poem of all time. There's an old video of it somewhere and it's in his book as "here and away" and I love the piece more than anything. In fact, I've been considering getting a tattoo based on it because of the profound impact this piece has had on my life. Thank you, Neil, for creating this.
Honestly, I'm always coming back to his poems. When I'm bored, when I'm sad, or at night when I'm lonely, like I am now. I always find a way back to his poetry because I guess it's calming to know that you're not alone. He has such an amazing way of capturing feelings and explaining them onto paper. And after every poem I listen to, or read, I think: "this is my favourite one yet". But then I'll find another one and I will love it as much as the first. That continues to do so until I'm calm enough to sleep. So yes, I don't have a favourite poem of you, Neil. But I'm sure that I've found my favourite poet. Thank you for creating such beautiful art, and sharing it with the world (who clearly needs it).
Neil puts so much power in his poems, for some it gives that cliche "spoken word poem" sound, but Neil just comes off as genuine every time. Great guy to listen to.
I really needed this right now. I isolate myself cause I'm a downer right now, and I don't want to hurt my friends further. Despite them telling me they want to see me, my anxiety convinces me that they're lying and that truly, no one wants to be around me. But... I shouldn't let fear stop me from existing. I'm gonna try. I swear.
After being a shut in for three years I have finally been able to get a normal life back. I started to go to uni again, started to simply feel alive again. And this one means so much to me cause I can relate to every freaking sentence. And just knowing I wasn't alone in that Dark place makes me feel so much better, and it isn't because you know that someone else feels the same, but because you are kinda connected through pain. Thanks for this.
I think about the line "this isn't to say you're not special this is to say thank God your not special" a lot. not sure why it sticks in my head but god do I love all his stuff
This poem has been my safety net for so many years, I repeat specific lines in my head when I’m feeling “those exact things.” It has been one of the few things that make me feel like I’m not alone. Thank you for producing this, you help people feel understood.
My world has been the distance between my bed and the light switch for two weeks. I’ve watched this 5 times in a row now. I really needed to hear this tonight.
His voice speaks with such strength and conviction. He gives a voice to those of us who, though we all have one, may have fear to use it, but may not know how. He makes me nod a lot during his poems and go..."THAT'S *ME*. HE GETS ME!"
This hits so close to home for me. I have always been an over thinker and have thought way too much over the smallest things and worried myself into not doing anything, but I have to remind myself that thinking never accomplished anything. Yeah, it’s good to think things over, but you eventually have to do said things, or else everything you thought will be meaningless.
i've been watching his other performance of this since it came out and when i saw this i clicked it before i even knew i did this poem has been so important to me for so long i love neil's words and the look on his face when he performs
Didn't believe i'd ever cry to a poem. But i just did. "If a tree falls in the forest and no one's around to hear it, it does make a sound, but then that sound is gone." This is so beautiful.
Wow....passionate! Its takes so much effort to exist than to not exist any more! That is a torn expectation of a hurtful world, where we fail to love each other in a simple manner!
Neil words always break me, always take every inch of me, then builds me back up into this hope of a heaven I never knew existed and then he breaks me back down, into a million pieces and let's me know that the hope and the love I have been search for has been there all along. fucking beautiful man.
You taught me this lesson before i learnt it and it feels so different listening to this now that i have. In a very good way. It feels a lot more gentle now, somehow
Support the artist! Get this poem and more in Neil's bestselling book, Our Numbered Days: bit.ly/ournumbereddays
My birthday is Saturday and Our Numbered Days is one of the only things I want. Hope Neil makes more books too. Love his work.
Stay tuned for news on that :)
Button Poetry ordered a copy. so excited.
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This is not to say you aren't special
This is to say, thank god you aren't
There lies so much depth in those sentences
Tosh Sharma and it means so much. I've found my identity in being different, being unlike everyone else in any way possible. So when I was diagnosed with depression, like every other teenager on the planet my age, and I wanted to kill myself, just like everyone else, I found no comfort in the words "you are not alone" because I was alone, and in some ways I liked it, I was unpredictable. This line hit me so hard..
I hope someone else relates to this
Tosh Sharma
"Love how you hate yourself...because at least there is still something to hate."
My eyes are leaking.
Raksha Kannan thats my favourite line. but to be honest this whole poem makes me weep
"Isolation isn't safety its death
If no one knows you're alive, you aren't."
"Other people are the life to which you provide the meaning"
The exact lines that hit me
"This Is Not the End of the World” (transcript)
I’ve been hearing that the world is ending
I’ve heard it so much this days that
I can either completely ignore it or
never leave my house again
that is if I actually left my house
for things that don't directly enable me to keep my house
see
I’ve been thinking about driving nowhere
I’ve been thinking about becoming a box inside a locked room
inside a dark house at the dark end of the street
I want to go away until I'm gone
it take so much less energy to not exist
than it does to exist and get burned
I’ve been burned so much I am not me anymore
I’m a stupid poppet version of me
I got strings that lead to nowhere
nothing is pulling on me
I wish someone would drag my hand out of hiding
and sign my name on the dotted line
there are days when I can’t find the sun
even though it’s right outside my window
when getting out of bed feels like the key in the doomsdays machine
so on those days
this is what I tell myself
whatever you are feeling right now
there’s a mathematical certainty that
someone else is feeling that exact thing
this is not to say you aren't special
this is to say thank God you aren't special
I too have kissed no one good night
I’ve launched myself from tall places
and hoped no one would catch me
I’ve ended relationships because suddenly I was also exposed
but isolation is not safety
It’s death
If no one knows you are alive
you aren't
if a tree falls in the forest and no one is around to hear it
it does make a sound but then that sound is gone
I am not saying you’ll find the meaning of life in other people
I’m saying other people are the life to which you provide the meaning
see
(we are) wrong when we say I think therefore I am
the more we say it the more it sounds like
I think therefore I will be
you can’t think your way into a full table
you can’t think and makes walls and a roof appear around you
I have thought and thought myself in a corners made of words and nightmares
and what has it gotten me but more thoughts
a currency that only buys more currency
so please
if you wanna continue existing
do something
learn to make clouds using only your breath
build a house even if every wall leans to the left
love it anyway
just like a season
just like a child
love how you hate yourself sometimes
because at least there’s still something to hate
I know how easy it can be to think
and keep thinking until you are the last person left on Earth
until the entire world becomes no larger than the space between
your bed and the light switch
but
I hear the world’s ending soon
when we go
and we’re all gonna go
I will be part of it
-Neil Hilborn
Holy cow! Thanks for the likes guys!!
Juliana Ramos thank you :)
Juliana Ramos Thank you'
Hilborn, thank you for speaking for us: the broken, the lost, the isolated, the dying, and the surviving.
Marshall Frost
Fuck, I hate how perfectly you summed that (us) up
Nika Scheepers I love the way you appreciated it :)
this comment itself alone is art, wow 💕
Marshall Frost agreed
This hits me even harder.😶
"If you want to continue existing, do something."
Who else has this poem on his mind during covid 19 and self isolation thing? :(
been the mood lately
Been feeling this a lot lately:( stay strong though💙 we’ll get through this
The three people who disliked were crying so hard they thought the thumbs down was a thumbs up
Maya A Thanks for reminding me to double check
I checked again...I guess I hit the thumb's up.🌼
😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂 I can relate
Beautiful poem. I always listen to Neil when I'm in a bad place. If he ever reads this comment, I want him to know how much he's helped me. Thank you!
"I have thought and thought myself into corners made of words and nightmares and what has it gotten me but MORE thughts."
~I don't think I've ever related to a line in a poem as much as I do to this one.
"i'm not saying you find the meaning of life in other people. i'm saying other people are the life to which you provide the meaning"
wow, this is something i need to remind myself everyday.
"I've been burned so much I'm not me anymore" THISSSS
damn yeah
Thats how the Phoenix rises.
NEIL YOURE DOING AMAZING SWEETIE
Domi Mróz I LOVE Y O U
HE'S SO CUTE
“I wanna go away until I’m gone”
This just hits me because sometimes I want to not exist. I don’t want to die, more like I wish I had never been even a concept, just never existed
I revisit this poem time and time again whenever life is at its ugliest. To remind myself I'm still lucky to be a part of it.
“Whatever you’re feeling right now, there is a mathematical certainty that someone else is feeling that exact thing, this is not to say you aren’t special, this is to say thank god you aren’t special”💜
This is one of my favourite poems of Neil's book but listening to it instead of reading it is a completely different experience, it has made me shiver
Sara Paolella He has such a powerful voice.
I love Neil Hilborn he always seems to say exactly what I'm thinking
You always speak truth. Sometimes it is truth I already know, sometimes it is truth I do not know. It is always truth that I need at that moment. Thank you, Neil Hilborn for sharing your truth.
This is actually my favorite poem of all time. There's an old video of it somewhere and it's in his book as "here and away" and I love the piece more than anything. In fact, I've been considering getting a tattoo based on it because of the profound impact this piece has had on my life. Thank you, Neil, for creating this.
Madlyn Kates what's his book called?
tylerrjoseph His book is Our Numbered Days :)
Madlyn Kates same same same same
Ahh I've been thinking about getting a tattoo from it too. I think I'm going to get a house with the walls leaning to the left
Alice B. Chamberlain I
"So please, if you want to continue existing, do something." Love this.
"Thank God you aren't special"
Honestly, I'm always coming back to his poems. When I'm bored, when I'm sad, or at night when I'm lonely, like I am now. I always find a way back to his poetry because I guess it's calming to know that you're not alone. He has such an amazing way of capturing feelings and explaining them onto paper. And after every poem I listen to, or read, I think: "this is my favourite one yet". But then I'll find another one and I will love it as much as the first. That continues to do so until I'm calm enough to sleep. So yes, I don't have a favourite poem of you, Neil. But I'm sure that I've found my favourite poet. Thank you for creating such beautiful art, and sharing it with the world (who clearly needs it).
God he is such a magical person. His poetry is so beautiful
Neil, your poetry has saved my life.
I love Neil's poems, used a bunch of them in a poetry unit in English and the teacher even loved it❤❤❤❤
Neil puts so much power in his poems, for some it gives that cliche "spoken word poem" sound, but Neil just comes off as genuine every time. Great guy to listen to.
I really needed this right now. I isolate myself cause I'm a downer right now, and I don't want to hurt my friends further. Despite them telling me they want to see me, my anxiety convinces me that they're lying and that truly, no one wants to be around me.
But... I shouldn't let fear stop me from existing. I'm gonna try. I swear.
After being a shut in for three years I have finally been able to get a normal life back. I started to go to uni again, started to simply feel alive again. And this one means so much to me cause I can relate to every freaking sentence. And just knowing I wasn't alone in that Dark place makes me feel so much better, and it isn't because you know that someone else feels the same, but because you are kinda connected through pain. Thanks for this.
*snaps* quietly in my room, as I watch by myself with watery eyes.
I watch this at least 2-3x a day. Every word rings true. I love everything about this.
I think about the line "this isn't to say you're not special this is to say thank God your not special" a lot. not sure why it sticks in my head but god do I love all his stuff
Every time I watch Neil perform, I cry. It's good to know empathy is not dead.
Why do all of the poems he recites touch me and make me want to cry? I mean happy cry. It feels good to know someone feels this way.
This poem has been my safety net for so many years, I repeat specific lines in my head when I’m feeling “those exact things.” It has been one of the few things that make me feel like I’m not alone. Thank you for producing this, you help people feel understood.
My world has been the distance between my bed and the light switch for two weeks. I’ve watched this 5 times in a row now. I really needed to hear this tonight.
Neil's poetry is so perfect
my dear friend sent this to me on my bday. thanks to her, i learned how to love how i hate myself sometimes.
Came here again after 6yrs just to appreciate how well this is crafted and how it moulded my life, intertwined in it. ❤
For whatever its worth, this is one of the few things that has brought me comfort on the worst days. Thank you.
This feels so relevant right now
And, once again
Neil Hilborn does, writes & delivers.
Thank you, Neil!
His voice speaks with such strength and conviction. He gives a voice to those of us who, though we all have one, may have fear to use it, but may not know how. He makes me nod a lot during his poems and go..."THAT'S *ME*. HE GETS ME!"
he always makes me want to cry. beautiful. thank you.
Every word, every sentence is profound. Beautiful
This is an older poem that he's done some editing on. It's interesting to watch how the poems grow and change.
This hits so close to home for me. I have always been an over thinker and have thought way too much over the smallest things and worried myself into not doing anything, but I have to remind myself that thinking never accomplished anything. Yeah, it’s good to think things over, but you eventually have to do said things, or else everything you thought will be meaningless.
I always have and always will turn to this. Thank you.
I'm not sure who I'm sending this to, but I'm sending it to someone
Gwyn Brady same . Too much risk
This poem saves me every year. Thank you so much Neil
i've been watching his other performance of this since it came out and when i saw this i clicked it before i even knew i did
this poem has been so important to me for so long i love neil's words and the look on his face when he performs
"Love how you hate yourself sometimes, because at least there's still something to hate"
Fuck.
Didn't believe i'd ever cry to a poem.
But i just did.
"If a tree falls in the forest and no one's around to hear it, it does make a sound, but then that sound is gone."
This is so beautiful.
Every time I listen to this poem it’s a different line that helps me get through whatever I’m going through.
This is amazing, truly ❤️
"There are days when I cant find the sun, even though it's right outside my window" :o
This has always been one of my favorites!
I've seriously watched this over 50 times and everytime it hits me hard
I don't want to ever lose poets like Neil.
neil... the poet who brung me to my love of poetry.. i cant wait to see him live when i can!
“A currency that can only buy MORE currency”
One of my all time favorite lines in poetry, its so multiuseful
Wow....passionate! Its takes so much effort to exist than to not exist any more! That is a torn expectation of a hurtful world, where we fail to love each other in a simple manner!
I love this poem so much. I keep coming back to it whenever shit gets tough.
introvert poem. love this.
Thanks for making my heart break and melting it back together
Neil blows me away every time without fail.
Neil, just love the way you convey! A big fan of yours. Love from India!
This is one of my favorite poems from your book!
Always excited to hear Neil Hilborn
i listen to this almost every morning. reminds me to connect to people instead of shutting myself out of life again
Neil is hands down my favourite poet
his poems always speak to me and bring me to tears...im so glad to have the pleasure of hearing and reading this man's work.
This poem is my favorite thing ever written.
Literally listen to this so often. I love it so much.
i like how his brain forms his thought and how he expresses it in such a manner i cannot speak of!
this is why Neil Hilborn is my favorite slam poet. like freaking EVER!!!!
That's my favorite poem. Thank you so much for sharing it
Neil, you bring me out of my funk each and every time. Thanks brother 💜
This is so so good... there are so many tears.
This is so oddly comforting. Thank you!
Thank you so, so much for this piece of art
Neil you're so inspirational. You have a profound impact on me and I'm sure millions others
He is so amazing! I needed this so much right now.
Neil is my absolute favorite. I reread his book maybe once a ween
This needs to be seen by billions. I love this. ♡ Beautiful Work. ♡
this is the poem I needed all along, I'm crying.
God bless you man. Strong relatable men are important to any growing man and I appreciate your poems every day
Needed this today.
Neil words always break me, always take every inch of me, then builds me back up into this hope of a heaven I never knew existed and then he breaks me back down, into a million pieces and let's me know that the hope and the love I have been search for has been there all along. fucking beautiful man.
Neil Hilborn will never stop amazing me with this writing, wow.
I love Neil so much it physically hurts 😭😭💕 he's absolutely incredible
this is hands down my favorite poem
god Neil's poetry always hits me, this one especially hard. I needed to hear these words so much today, thank you.
Neil is so gifted, I love the inspiration and passion he speaks with while sharing his poetry
I first saw this a month ago when I was relapsing. Now I listen to it when I go to sleep to calm down and when I can’t get out of bed
You taught me this lesson before i learnt it and it feels so different listening to this now that i have. In a very good way. It feels a lot more gentle now, somehow
I LOVE NEIL SO MUCH!! Honestly those spoke right to me, I'm frozen
This poem inspires me.
I LOVE THIS POEM SO MUCH
THANK YOU FOR POSTING IT
IT HELPS ME SO MUCH