@@sirrismendozasunlessrealms5775 it's used commonly during these situations instead of clapping to allow the poet to remain uninterrupted and personally I feel it's a much more intimate way to express your liking
@@thegreatwhiterainbow4277 but how does it sound? Art of Life wrote a message, how would it "allow the poet to remain uninterrupted"? I thought it was like a metaphor for something
@@sirrismendozasunlessrealms5775 if you really want to get technical it's just stuck around from the days of people holding wine glasses and trying to applaud at show at the same time. Like 1950s or something. That way they could snap while holding their glass but now it's just softer than a roaring applause so we kept it and its tradition.
“When I asked her what she lived about him she says I know this is bad but he was so terrible to me that I never ran out of things to write about. I wonder if she wants a lover or a writing prompt. There is a certain high to hating yourself.” - this whole bit right here encapsulates so many toxic relationships. You grow addicted to the abuse because you believe the abuse is giving you something not taking something from you. This was a brilliant poem, Blythe is wonderful.
@Nikita Gill : You write poems right? hope it is the same Nikita. I have came across some of your works. I have a few saved in my folder as well. 'Ancestors' and 'the girl he loves' at times strike at my mind. All the best dude. Keep going!
She tells me "I don't know how to love anyone with me whole being" I tell her "I don't know how to not" In an effort to make her stay, I tell her "I will be anything you want me to be" She tells me "That is the problem" rip me
That is the problem isn't it? I will do anything to be loved, but it some how is the reason I can't be loved. I get it. I really do, I just can't fucking change who I am and I hate myself for it.
Idk what’s harder, being the girl stuck on someone who hurt you when you have found someone who is good to you or being in love with the girl who is still stuck on someone who hurt them.
Well the second turns into the first most of the time. My ex didn't want to hurt me. He is a really kind person, but he was stuck on somone who hurt him. So he knew how it felt to be almost loved and then he started to almost love me. A relationship like that just can't work out. Seems like a vicious circle, right? But we talked a lot and broke up and through. I won't hurt someone in that way.
I was in a similar situation... happened a few times actually , and you are so right about the latter turning into the former without meaning to. it was only when I stopped trying , and naturally let myself truly fall in love with my current boyfriend that I was able to get over my ex , and commit to my current relationship. We celebrated our one year anniversary 3 days ago.
@@aquamar1003 Yep. Me too. I'm breaking the cycle right now, I've almost loved two people and I'll never forgive myself. Now I'm staying single until I really, truly, fall in love again, with someone else.
“she tells me, ‘i don’t know how to love anyone with my whole being,’ and all at once, i feel so stupid, and so small, as i tell her, ‘well, i don’t know how to not.’” i love love love
It's been a while since I heard this one but it still gets me, "I do not hate him for becoming the flood in my backyard, I do not hate myself for falling in love with a drought dressed like a girl, but I do hate myself for falling in love with feeling loved. Years later she is drunk when she tells me, 'loving you is the kindest thing I almost did' and how impossible it is to train the heart to sit'." One of the earliest spoken word poets I ever listened to and you still catch me at every line.
“he was so terrible to me, that I never ran out of things to write about” this hit me hard because this is very very true!! It was always in the times of darkness, and hurt by past relationships that sparked my greatest poetry! This was beautiful ♥️
it was the year we woke up holding hands ike the otters do she mentions i'd look cute with a gap so i stopped wearing my retainer altogether when she tells me that she loves me and that she has a lying problem on the same day i know i'm completly and utterly fucked she makes me watch star wars with her and she doesn't even watch it she watches me watching it to make sure i'm reacting propertly i read her daily horoscope to her while she gets ready even though she doesn't believe it she stills tries to act interested in astrology and all that hippy dippy trippy shit i believe in but can't prove i fall in love with her quickly the way she wanted me to all skin and poem and diet coke listening to regina spektor on her bed while she calls me baby girl and plays with my hair when i find find a boys hair in the rough drafts of her poems i pretend not to when i ask her what she loved about him she says i know this is bad but he was so terrible to me i never ran out of things to write about. i wonder if she wants a lover or a writing prompt there is a certain high to hating yourself she told me once i try not to point the irony as she tries to explain how unheatlhy our relationship is between the drags of her cigarette when she taks me on a date to the same rink she used to roller-skate with her last love i do not stop when she apologizes for the way he is still key to her art i assure her it is no problem i try not to be jealous of his sheer good fortune i do not hate him for becoming the flood in my back yard i do not hate myself for falling in love with a drought dressed like a girl but i do hate myself for falling in love with feeling loved years later she is drunk when she tells me loving you is the kindest thing i almost did and how impossible it is to train the heart to sit the last time she shouts at me my name foams madly at her mouth she tells me i don't know how to love anyone with my all being and all at once i feel so stupid and so small as i tell her well i don't know how to not in an effort to get her to stay i promise i will be whatever you want me to be she tells me that is the problem (sorry if there are any mistakes)
"I do hate myself for falling in love with feeling loved" "Loving you is the kindest thing I almost did"" And how impossible it is, to teach the heart to sit"
the last 2 sentences... those 2 describe my past relationship exactly. No wait, those last 2 sentences are EXACTLY the words spoken in my last relationship. and it hurts. it hurts to love with everything you've got and not get it back, but also it's amazing. Until the point you're willing to change your whole being for someone else. Thank you Blythe for putting this into words
Lilredhead It's twice as sad when you are the one that said "that's the problem". Those two sentences were also the last spoken in my last relationship, and I had to say that just so I could make my ex understand how unhealthy her obsession was.
@@tigerwings2551 it is unhealthy, the worst thing is that I (and your ex probably as well) is aware of that. And it's incredibly brave of you that you've been honest with her. We need more people like that
I almost hate this because I relate so completely to the girl this is about, some of us are too emotionally unattached to be able to form healthy relationships without hurting the other party, so I don't have relationships anymore. Love this poem Blythe! Even if it did feel like you were talking about me the entire time
"it was the year we woke up holding hands like otters do she mentions i would look cute with a gap so i stop wearing my retainer all together when she tells me that she loves me and that she has a lying problem on the same day i know i am completely and utterly fucked she makes me watch star wars with her and then she doesn’t even watch it she watches me watching it to make sure i’m reacting properly i read her daily horoscope to her while she gets ready even though she doesn’t believe in it she still tries to act interested in astrology and all that other hippy-dippy-trippy shit i believe in but can’t prove i fall in love with her quickly the way she wanted me to all skin and poem and diet coke listening to regina spector on her bed while she calls me baby girl and plays with my hair when i find a boys hair in the rough drafts of her poems i pretend not to when i ask her what she loved about him she says i know this is bad but he was so terrible to me i never ran out of things to write about i wonder if she a lover or a writing prompt there is a certain high to hating yourself she told me once i try not to point out the irony as she explains how unhealthy our relationship is between drags of her cigarette when she takes me on a date to the same rink she used to roller skate at with her last love i do not sob when she apologizes for the way he is still the spare key to her art i assure her it is no problem i try not to be jealous of his sheer good fortune i do not hate him for becoming the flood in my backyard i do not hate myself for falling in love with a drought dressed like a girl but i do hate myself for falling in love with feeling loved years later she is drunk when she tells me loving you is the kindest thing i almost did and how impossible it is to train the heart to sit the last time she shouts at me byname foams madly in her mouth she tells me i don’t know how to love anyone with my whole being and all at once i feel so stupid and so small as i tell her well i don’t know how to not in an effort to get her to stay i promise her i will be whatever you want me to be she tells me that is the problem"
The whole "I'll be whatever you want me to be" + "That's the problem" thing sucks too, al'right. When someone gives everything you too, to the point they loose themselves is a WHOLE mess. It's stressful, it makes you feel sick. It has you wondering what you'll do and how you'll do it so you don't hurt them, you don't break them, it makes you swallow up your words, your feelings, because the moment you say something they'll break down. Becoming someone's world is the scariest thing I've ever felt, to the point they'd do anything for me, that just terrifies me. That's not love, that's idolatry, and I don't want something like that.
Valeria When someone adores or idolizes you it means you have the power to help them change their lives for the better if you want to . Helping them to change destructive behavior and leading them out of co dependent behaviors. That kind of love and friendship is very valuable even if you don't stay together afterwards having been through the experience together makes both of you stronger.
@@cherylwade4365 Okay... what if you don´t want to help them? Being a good person is hard. This is why some people don´t want pets: For many animals, the world will revolve around you. And for some that is just torture when you don´t want that.
"In an effort to get her to stay I tell her I will be whatever you want me to be she tell me that Is the problem " this whole poem speaks to me but that last line in particular.....just damn
Blythe you have been a major inspiration for years. Thanks for writing and sharing it with the world, because the world wouldn't be the same without your words.
“i do not hate him for becoming the flood in my back yard i do not hate myself for falling in love with the drought dressed like a girl but i do hate myself for falling in love with feeling loved.” FUCK THIS KILLED ME
Blythe has written so many poems that are amazing! Astounding talent! I love this one - - the honesty about the pain! Hurts my heart for her, and for me because I relate to this so much, but there is joy at the same time for the beauty in the way she is able to express it all! Thank you, Blythe, for putting words to what I could not! Bless you!
"I dont know how to love anyone with my whole being' and all at once I feel so stupid and so small as I tell her 'I dont know how to not'" BLYTHE THIS IS GORGEOUS
There have been so many great lines in this performance that I don't know which one to quote but rather have her whole poem copied and pasted here if someone asks me which part was the best.... absolutely amazing
This poem is incredible! I relate to it so much it's insane. It perfectly describes my last relationship down to every tiny detail its almost like it came directly out of my head (that is if I had the poem writing skills of a GODDESS). Amazing, Blythe!
Something I didn't pick up on until now: when she says "I will be whatever you want me to be" which is responded with "that is the problem", is it open to interpretation? Maybe it's that the girl wants her to be a boy, and that's the one thing she can't be no matter what. Or that the girl recognizes that she holds the power to get Blythe to do anything she wants, and she knows that she will abuse that power, so she's "saving" Blythe.
I think she said that because, it Blythe is good to her, then she doesn't have things to write about. She need the bad love to keep on going, and Blythe wasn't it, so she wasn't needed anymore.
I hate this poem so much that I love it. I hate how every single word that slips through those teeth fall into my lap like a dog begging for attention. I feel it in my skin and soaking into my veins those words that she speaks, I can relate to so much. I never knew I could love something I hate and instead of hate something I love.
Ahhhh. This is way too much. So real. Too painful. Blythe, you are talented beyond description. Your poems, especially this one, tug at the strings that hold my heart in place and I feel it moving in my chest. Thank you for your raw honesty. That girl did not deserve you.
"she tells me 'i don't know how to love anyone with my whole being', and all at once i fell so small and so stupid as i tell her 'well, i dont know how to not'"
I was inlove with my best friend i watched her get hurt some many times by her boyfriend then i watched her go from guy to guy trying to find love. I knew she would never want me but i would sleep in the room nxt to her when she was sleeping with other people and just cry myself to sleep. I loved her so much i wouldnt care when she hurt me when she screamed at me. she was my first ever love
This is really heavy. Thinking it could happen between man and woman, man and man, woman and woman. "And an effort to get her to stay I promise her, I will be whatever you want me to be"
This is so crazy to me because i've 100% been on both sides of this poem. It took going through both sides to find myself and accept something healthy and appreciate SOMEONE healthy.
“I wonder if she wants a lover or a writing prompt”
**clickclickclickclick**
The line that made me feel attacked lol
What is the clickclick meaning?
@@sirrismendozasunlessrealms5775 it's used commonly during these situations instead of clapping to allow the poet to remain uninterrupted and personally I feel it's a much more intimate way to express your liking
@@thegreatwhiterainbow4277 but how does it sound? Art of Life wrote a message, how would it "allow the poet to remain uninterrupted"?
I thought it was like a metaphor for something
@@sirrismendozasunlessrealms5775 if you really want to get technical it's just stuck around from the days of people holding wine glasses and trying to applaud at show at the same time. Like 1950s or something. That way they could snap while holding their glass but now it's just softer than a roaring applause so we kept it and its tradition.
I picked a good poem to listen to.
I picked a bad time to listen to it.
It's never a bad time to listen to a poem!
I can relate!
Same
Sarah J same
You're not alone
“When I asked her what she lived about him she says I know this is bad but he was so terrible to me that I never ran out of things to write about. I wonder if she wants a lover or a writing prompt. There is a certain high to hating yourself.” - this whole bit right here encapsulates so many toxic relationships. You grow addicted to the abuse because you believe the abuse is giving you something not taking something from you. This was a brilliant poem, Blythe is wonderful.
Thanks for the love!
Button Poetry Thank you for all the poetry! ❤️
@Nikita Gill : You write poems right? hope it is the same Nikita. I have came across some of your works. I have a few saved in my folder as well. 'Ancestors' and 'the girl he loves' at times strike at my mind.
All the best dude. Keep going!
This reminded me of my ex and im fucked up.
The truth into it is stranger Than fiction. Thanks for sharing..
She tells me "I don't know how to love anyone with me whole being"
I tell her "I don't know how to not"
In an effort to make her stay,
I tell her "I will be anything you want me to be"
She tells me "That is the problem"
rip me
That is the problem isn't it? I will do anything to be loved, but it some how is the reason I can't be loved. I get it. I really do, I just can't fucking change who I am and I hate myself for it.
No one wants a yes man
Ik....this just says so much
I fully relate to this considering we had a similar conversation and this was the exact ending of it..
“I will be whatever you want me to be”
“That’s the problem”
-
I felt that
“When she tells me that she loves me, and that she has a lying problem, on the same day...I know I’m f***ed”
I felt that
Idk what’s harder, being the girl stuck on someone who hurt you when you have found someone who is good to you or being in love with the girl who is still stuck on someone who hurt them.
Well the second turns into the first most of the time. My ex didn't want to hurt me. He is a really kind person, but he was stuck on somone who hurt him. So he knew how it felt to be almost loved and then he started to almost love me. A relationship like that just can't work out. Seems like a vicious circle, right? But we talked a lot and broke up and through. I won't hurt someone in that way.
I was in a similar situation... happened a few times actually , and you are so right about the latter turning into the former without meaning to. it was only when I stopped trying , and naturally let myself truly fall in love with my current boyfriend that I was able to get over my ex , and commit to my current relationship. We celebrated our one year anniversary 3 days ago.
Being both simultaneously.
I've been both and they were both horrific forms of slow torture honestly, and everyone involved suffered
@@aquamar1003 Yep. Me too. I'm breaking the cycle right now, I've almost loved two people and I'll never forgive myself. Now I'm staying single until I really, truly, fall in love again, with someone else.
The only thing sadder than the poem itself is how many people (such as myself) relate to it.
It's a very big club✌️
“she tells me, ‘i don’t know how to love anyone with my whole being,’ and all at once, i feel so stupid, and so small, as i tell her, ‘well, i don’t know how to not.’” i love love love
It's been a while since I heard this one but it still gets me, "I do not hate him for becoming the flood in my backyard, I do not hate myself for falling in love with a drought dressed like a girl, but I do hate myself for falling in love with feeling loved. Years later she is drunk when she tells me, 'loving you is the kindest thing I almost did' and how impossible it is to train the heart to sit'." One of the earliest spoken word poets I ever listened to and you still catch me at every line.
“he was so terrible to me, that I never ran out of things to write about” this hit me hard because this is very very true!! It was always in the times of darkness, and hurt by past relationships that sparked my greatest poetry! This was beautiful ♥️
So true. Some of my biggest problems stemmed from that place, I think.
it was the year we woke up holding hands ike the otters do
she mentions i'd look cute with a gap
so i stopped wearing my retainer altogether
when she tells me that she loves me
and that she has a lying problem on the same day
i know i'm completly and utterly fucked
she makes me watch star wars with her
and she doesn't even watch it
she watches me watching it
to make sure i'm reacting propertly
i read her daily horoscope to her
while she gets ready
even though she doesn't believe it
she stills tries to act interested in astrology
and all that hippy dippy trippy shit
i believe in but can't prove
i fall in love with her quickly
the way she wanted me to
all skin and poem and diet coke
listening to regina spektor on her bed
while she calls me baby girl
and plays with my hair
when i find find a boys hair
in the rough drafts of her poems
i pretend not to
when i ask her what she loved about him
she says i know this is bad
but he was so terrible to me
i never ran out of things to write about.
i wonder if she wants a lover
or a writing prompt
there is a certain high to hating yourself she told me once
i try not to point the irony as she tries to explain
how unheatlhy our relationship is
between the drags of her cigarette
when she taks me on a date
to the same rink she used to roller-skate
with her last love
i do not stop
when she apologizes for the way
he is still key to her art
i assure her it is no problem
i try not to be jealous of his sheer good fortune
i do not hate him for becoming the flood in my back yard
i do not hate myself for falling in love with a drought dressed like a girl
but i do hate myself for falling in love with feeling loved
years later she is drunk when she tells me
loving you is the kindest thing i almost did
and how impossible it is to train the heart to sit
the last time she shouts at me
my name foams madly at her mouth
she tells me i don't know how to love anyone with my all being
and all at once i feel so stupid and so small
as i tell her well i don't know how to not
in an effort to get her to stay
i promise i will be whatever you want me to be
she tells me that is the problem
(sorry if there are any mistakes)
I think it's skin and palm and diet coke, and i do not sob, but maybe I'm wrong, that's just what I hear.
Thanks for typing all this out!
"I do hate myself for falling in love with feeling loved" "Loving you is the kindest thing I almost did"" And how impossible it is, to teach the heart to sit"
I see Blythe, I click.
Katie Farrell we’re simple people
"There is a certain high to hating yourself..."
the last 2 sentences... those 2 describe my past relationship exactly. No wait, those last 2 sentences are EXACTLY the words spoken in my last relationship. and it hurts. it hurts to love with everything you've got and not get it back, but also it's amazing. Until the point you're willing to change your whole being for someone else. Thank you Blythe for putting this into words
Lilredhead It's twice as sad when you are the one that said "that's the problem". Those two sentences were also the last spoken in my last relationship, and I had to say that just so I could make my ex understand how unhealthy her obsession was.
@@tigerwings2551 it is unhealthy, the worst thing is that I (and your ex probably as well) is aware of that. And it's incredibly brave of you that you've been honest with her. We need more people like that
Lilredhead thank you, but still it was really painful for both, I hope she can have a normal relationship with someone else someday
I almost hate this because I relate so completely to the girl this is about, some of us are too emotionally unattached to be able to form healthy relationships without hurting the other party, so I don't have relationships anymore. Love this poem Blythe! Even if it did feel like you were talking about me the entire time
"it was the year we woke up holding hands like otters do
she mentions i would look cute with a gap so i stop wearing my retainer all together
when she tells me that she loves me and that she has a lying problem on the same day i know i am completely and utterly fucked
she makes me watch star wars with her and then she doesn’t even watch it
she watches me watching it to make sure i’m reacting properly
i read her daily horoscope to her while she gets ready
even though she doesn’t believe in it she still tries to act interested in astrology and all that other hippy-dippy-trippy shit i believe in but can’t prove
i fall in love with her quickly
the way she wanted me to all skin and poem and diet coke listening to regina spector on her bed while she calls me baby girl and plays with my hair
when i find a boys hair in the rough drafts of her poems
i pretend not to
when i ask her what she loved about him she says i know this is bad but he was so terrible to me i never ran out of things to write about
i wonder if she a lover or a writing prompt
there is a certain high to hating yourself she told me once
i try not to point out the irony as she explains how unhealthy our relationship is between drags of her cigarette
when she takes me on a date to the same rink she used to roller skate at with her last love i do not sob
when she apologizes for the way he is still the spare key to her art i assure her it is no problem
i try not to be jealous of his sheer good fortune
i do not hate him for becoming the flood in my backyard i do not hate myself for falling in love with a drought dressed like a girl but i do hate myself for falling in love with feeling loved
years later she is drunk when she tells me
loving you is the kindest thing i almost did
and how impossible it is to train the heart to sit
the last time she shouts at me byname foams madly in her mouth
she tells me i don’t know how to love anyone with my whole being and all at once i feel so stupid and so small as i tell her well i don’t know how to not
in an effort to get her to stay i promise her i will be whatever you want me to be
she tells me that is the problem"
"there is a certain high to hating yourself" no truer words have ever been spoken.
The whole "I'll be whatever you want me to be" + "That's the problem" thing sucks too, al'right. When someone gives everything you too, to the point they loose themselves is a WHOLE mess. It's stressful, it makes you feel sick. It has you wondering what you'll do and how you'll do it so you don't hurt them, you don't break them, it makes you swallow up your words, your feelings, because the moment you say something they'll break down. Becoming someone's world is the scariest thing I've ever felt, to the point they'd do anything for me, that just terrifies me. That's not love, that's idolatry, and I don't want something like that.
Valeria
When someone adores or idolizes you it means you have the power to help them change their lives for the better if you want to .
Helping them to change destructive behavior and leading them out of co dependent behaviors.
That kind of love and friendship is very valuable even if you don't stay together afterwards having been through the experience together makes both of you stronger.
This is true but honestly it depends
@@cherylwade4365 Okay... what if you don´t want to help them? Being a good person is hard. This is why some people don´t want pets: For many animals, the world will revolve around you. And for some that is just torture when you don´t want that.
"In an effort to get her to stay I tell her I will be whatever you want me to be she tell me that Is the problem " this whole poem speaks to me but that last line in particular.....just damn
I love Blythe Baird. She is such an amazing poet
I immediately clicked when I saw Blythe!! Love her work and this is great 💕💞💖
julia me too!
"In an effort to get her to stay I promise her, 'I will be anything you want me to be'. She tells me, 'That is the problem.'"
Blythe you have been a major inspiration for years. Thanks for writing and sharing it with the world, because the world wouldn't be the same without your words.
I didn’t realise you could love a poem in the same way you can love a song
“i do not hate him for becoming the flood in my back yard i do not hate myself for falling in love with the drought dressed like a girl but i do hate myself for falling in love with feeling loved.” FUCK THIS KILLED ME
This is honestly probably one of my new favorites.
Blythe Baird and Sabrina Benaim are my favorites. Wow I absolutely love them and how meaningful every word is. Every syllable is a metaphor.
She's such a good poet and her mention of astrology immediately made me love her more
Blythe's poems are so good it makes my head buzz. Anyone else?
Blythe has written so many poems that are amazing! Astounding talent! I love this one - - the honesty about the pain! Hurts my heart for her, and for me because I relate to this so much, but there is joy at the same time for the beauty in the way she is able to express it all! Thank you, Blythe, for putting words to what I could not! Bless you!
this poem is EVERYTHING
God her poetry can make me cry even when I never had the experience
"There's a certain high in hating yourself"
"I dont know how to love anyone with my whole being' and all at once I feel so stupid and so small as I tell her 'I dont know how to not'" BLYTHE THIS IS GORGEOUS
OH MY GOD I HAVE BEEN SEARCHING FOR THIS POEM FOR DAYS,I ONLY REMEMBERED THE LAST TO SENTENCES AND I FELL IN LOVE,I FINALLY FOUND IT THANK YOU!!!
It is impossible for Blythe Baird to write a poem I don't absolutely love.
Hands down my favourite poet! I love this woman, I'm so glad she's back!
Here it is, I will be what ever you want me to be. So many times.
I come back to this almost every 2 months...
ughhhh I've been waiting for a good recording of this poem for so long
I love Blythe, so much and this hit home. I love her work so much
“I tell her I will be whatever she wants me to be, she tells me that is the problem” that gave me chills
Blythe's poetry is always so relatable to me, it breaks my heart & soothes it at the same time every single time
There have been so many great lines in this performance that I don't know which one to quote but rather have her whole poem copied and pasted here if someone asks me which part was the best.... absolutely amazing
I wish she would perform all of her poems live ❤️
I love all of Blythe's poems
This poem is incredible! I relate to it so much it's insane. It perfectly describes my last relationship down to every tiny detail its almost like it came directly out of my head (that is if I had the poem writing skills of a GODDESS). Amazing, Blythe!
I needed this.
chills. i always get chills when she performs :)
Blythe's poetry is so beautiful. By that I don't mean that it's glorified. I just mean that it's real and raw.
Something I didn't pick up on until now: when she says "I will be whatever you want me to be" which is responded with "that is the problem", is it open to interpretation?
Maybe it's that the girl wants her to be a boy, and that's the one thing she can't be no matter what. Or that the girl recognizes that she holds the power to get Blythe to do anything she wants, and she knows that she will abuse that power, so she's "saving" Blythe.
Sarah J second one 🌹
I think she said that because, it Blythe is good to her, then she doesn't have things to write about. She need the bad love to keep on going, and Blythe wasn't it, so she wasn't needed anymore.
sorry, I know this comment is old but I think that there's a possibility it could be both
Seeing this live was amazing! Thank you for such an incredible show and an even more incredible connection
Wow. This was hurt and heart all in one.
Yall know when you see Blythe its a MANDATORY WATCH
I’ve never related to a poem more than I do to this one. Every single line hit too close to home, and I love it. 💙
So excited to see this new Blythe Baird poem
Why I love so much her poems...they always touch me deep...
I love you Blythe! Always watch your new poems with my mum
I hate this poem so much that I love it. I hate how every single word that slips through those teeth fall into my lap like a dog begging for attention. I feel it in my skin and soaking into my veins those words that she speaks, I can relate to so much. I never knew I could love something I hate and instead of hate something I love.
Ahhhh. This is way too much. So real. Too painful. Blythe, you are talented beyond description. Your poems, especially this one, tug at the strings that hold my heart in place and I feel it moving in my chest. Thank you for your raw honesty. That girl did not deserve you.
This poem somehow broke my heart, again
I love her poetry, she’s one of my favorites!! ❤️❤️
Baird you're so amazing, I love this
I love her so much 😍
Love you Blythe
Love blythe!!
I’m crying in the club right now
I love Blythe's poems
"she tells me 'i don't know how to love anyone with my whole being', and all at once i fell so small and so stupid as i tell her 'well, i dont know how to not'"
I think she just broke my heart
This touches me personally because of a recent break up I had
“I will be what you want me to be. She tells me, that is the problem.” ☹️
I was inlove with my best friend i watched her get hurt some many times by her boyfriend then i watched her go from guy to guy trying to find love. I knew she would never want me but i would sleep in the room nxt to her when she was sleeping with other people and just cry myself to sleep. I loved her so much i wouldnt care when she hurt me when she screamed at me. she was my first ever love
I relate so much to both sides of this story. This made my day ❤️❤️
I LOVE THIS WOMAN
Loving you is the kindest thing I almost did - wow... That really hurts
I relate to this deeply, although with friendship instead of romantic relationships..
my heart i felt this so much
so powerful. ❤️
It sucks that I relate more to the girl she described than the girl that makes the poem.
Valulisa ditto
It sure does
Thank god, I thought it was just me
Yeah, me to
I think most people listening to this poem identity and relate with Blythe yet i find myself reaching to the girlfriend and seeing myself in her
This is really heavy. Thinking it could happen between man and woman, man and man, woman and woman.
"And an effort to get her to stay I promise her,
I will be whatever you want me to be"
This is so crazy to me because i've 100% been on both sides of this poem. It took going through both sides to find myself and accept something healthy and appreciate SOMEONE healthy.
She made me relate to her *and* her lover
This is perfect in every possible way
I’ve listened to this every day for two weeks
Immensely talented. 💙
Her poems are so great. like if you don't like then i don't think you human.
This hit me hard but I love it 💖
she's so good!!!!
Every. Single. Word. Of this! Wow!
OMG wow. Everything she writes is so beautiful!!!
“...i hate myself for falling in love with feeling loved...” that hit hard :(
Left me speechless again, love you Blythe 💜💜
this ripped my hear out of my chest and threw it back at my face
“I wonder if she wants a lover or a writing prompt “
“I do not hate myself for falling in love with a drought dressed like a girl”
Love Blythe.