Today I saw a live poetry reading by Neil Hilborn and he told us that he had written a poem inspired by Hieu Minh Nguyen's work here in this video. I am so glad he told us that. I am so glad I came here to watch this. I am so glad to be alive. To be able to see people be so vulnerable as they share their work with us. So honest. In truth, we find this pain, but in truth we find the hope too.
"I feel furthest from wanting to live when I think of joy as some kind of destination." All of his poem struck a chord in me, but that line especially. Just, wow. It explains everything.
It's one of those nights where I find myself here at two in the morning, sobbing and thinking of my mother downstairs and knowing in this moment we are the same.
i see, all these beautiful poems on this page, and its sad to know people go through all this, i just want to give them hugs and absorb all they're pain because no one should ever feel this way,❤
W o a h... this was so incredible I mean you capture a feeling so perfectly and articulately I am absolutely shook. Thank you for finding a reason to stay and write something this breathtaking. Everyone should listen to this poem because it's impact is everlasting. I am so thankful that I was fortunate to stumble upon it! You are incredibly talented and they way you use each word so deliberately in this poem is beautiful. I am in awe of you and your talents please upload another!
This is me, yet, also what I fear my children will be. Everyday is a battle, and I fight them because those who love me. Those I love more than myself, enough to hold on, knuckles turning white, to this edge I've been hanging on. And sometimes, I get so good at pretending to be ok that even I start believe it. Until something makers my body feel like lead, and my mind begs for me to let go. But this is one thing I can not afford to let go.
“Too often I don’t tell people, people I love, I am sad. Because I don’t think that’s something they want to hear, because they love me because I don't want them to think that the currency of their tenderness isn’t enough when it has been and will be again well if I'm being completely honest today I'm sad today is hard today I miss people dead and alive far and near I miss them all but I should mention hope since hope is what disarms the bomb when the city clutches the children goodnight the red wire blue wire optimism of my mother's voice when she says I don't need friends just you and in me still a child refusing to accept the terms of her mercy and how many times have I heard were all gonna die one day or how many times have I've heard you'll understand when you're older boring hopelessness clearing that table before we eat which is fine who needs a last meal who needs a good reason to leave the party before things get weird so maybe that’s hope maybe hope is stopping the story before its over the inevitable messy end. O monger of the broken records. O monger of the early birthday present. push me from the highway overpass lets leave the story there, lets leave the body hole in mid air illuminated by oncoming headlights a tiny song a pixel in the pix elated mouth of hope or whatever it is that propels us through that door of tomorrow and since there was no key I guess ill swallow the door.”
I'm gonna share something personal because this got me sobbing like a little bitch. My older brother died a year ago and long before that, my father, and longer was my youngest brother. The same year before my brother died I tried to kill myself in my sleep. Not knowing that the meds I took weren't enough to kill me. Embarrassing and stupid, I know. Everyday since my brother died, I wished that I was the one buried six feet underground because I couldn't bear living alone with my mother who always cry at night. I am not strong enough to stay but I'm trying everyday because I don't want to leave her alone. The line that got me sobbing was "I cannot kill myself until my mother dies." You don't know how much this gets me.
Caryl Montilla I'm so sorry. Please keep fighting to live. There's so much to live for - so much to experience for your brother, for your father. Live for them...
Caryl Montilla I'm so sorry. Please keep fighting to live. There's so much to live for - so much to experience for your brother, for your father. Live for them...
962airplanes well basically he doesn't feel like his mother loves him, he never did, and sees no hope in her loving him. He wants so much to leave his home and find happiness even if that means suicide. The only thing stopping him is that he doesn't want to hurt her and now he is stuck trying to live for her sake.
"I cannot kill myself until my mother dies" this one hit really hard, beautifully written.
No one wants to be alive when they are forgotten. I felt that. I know the feeling. I felt this whole thing.
He is an amazing writer.
"Well if I'm being completely honest today I'm sad. Today was hard. Today I miss people." I relate to this so much.
Ayana Gatling same
Same. Same. Same.
"If joy is the only thing that tethers us to the ground, me and my mother spend days floating on the sidewalk" Brooo I feel so much for this.
@@TheLoserface45 I agree it devastated me, but also left some help that there is such a thing as hovering. Metaphorical or otherwise.
"When she is gone, who will call my name" This hit me like a truck. I relate to this too much. I think this. My god.
Today I saw a live poetry reading by Neil Hilborn and he told us that he had written a poem inspired by Hieu Minh Nguyen's work here in this video. I am so glad he told us that. I am so glad I came here to watch this. I am so glad to be alive. To be able to see people be so vulnerable as they share their work with us. So honest. In truth, we find this pain, but in truth we find the hope too.
"I feel furthest from wanting to live when I think of joy as some kind of destination." All of his poem struck a chord in me, but that line especially. Just, wow. It explains everything.
"Maybe hope is stopping the story before it's finished"
Sweetheart, we need you here. Thank you for staying.
I am speachless. You could feel everything in every single syllable he spoke.
This is one of the most perfect poems on suicidal ideation I've come across. Keep fighting! And thanx you for sharing your story!
"Hope is what disarms the bomb when the city clutches the children goodnight."
i legit read this when he said it
Me too!
"I cannot kill myself until my mother dies"
Helena Sofia oh god, i can relate to this so much.
hieu always reminds us of the human's depravity and yet somehow finds the beauty in pain. a realistic hope.
This is real. So powerful. And heartbreakingly beautiful.
It's one of those nights where I find myself here at two in the morning, sobbing and thinking of my mother downstairs and knowing in this moment we are the same.
"No one wants to be alive when they are forgotten" that hits home ,😍
The poetry on this channel is so beautiful I cry everytime! It's so amazing to know there are so many phenomenal poets in the world 💓
you can see the pain in his eyes.. i relate to this..
This is one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen.
This made me feel less alone. But I felt every single bit of this.
I love his poetry. Anything he releases I will purchase. Thanks English Lit professor for recommending me to him :D
This was the most beautiful and true-ringing slam I have heard in a while. Absolutely art.
i started crying after the very first line
I've watched it three times now. Around 1:40 is where I start to cry. I don't understand why this speaks to me so much.
This is so breathtaking
This poem is everything I've ever felt and couldn't find words for. Truly inspirational.
i see, all these beautiful poems on this page, and its sad to know people go through all this, i just want to give them hugs and absorb all they're pain because no one should ever feel this way,❤
Crying my eyes out. Gosh, what a powerful poem!
Thank you so much for this, Hieu. ❤
I cried many tears. Thank you for this release
Those words cut me deeper then any knife could... I heard him speak and felt my self in the words
This is truly the most beautiful poem/piece of literature I've ever heard. Thank you.
W o a h... this was so incredible I mean you capture a feeling so perfectly and articulately I am absolutely shook. Thank you for finding a reason to stay and write something this breathtaking. Everyone should listen to this poem because it's impact is everlasting. I am so thankful that I was fortunate to stumble upon it! You are incredibly talented and they way you use each word so deliberately in this poem is beautiful. I am in awe of you and your talents please upload another!
Yooo...wow. Best description of what suicidal thoughts/intentions feels like.
this is amazing, I applaud them for this poem, it is so beautifully written and spoken
he speaks how I feel right now...
Wow. This is beautiful. No words can do justice.
This is my favorite poem in existence.
This is me, yet, also what I fear my children will be. Everyday is a battle, and I fight them because those who love me. Those I love more than myself, enough to hold on, knuckles turning white, to this edge I've been hanging on. And sometimes, I get so good at pretending to be ok that even I start believe it. Until something makers my body feel like lead, and my mind begs for me to let go. But this is one thing I can not afford to let go.
My mother died a few months ago. Some of this is very relatable.
I would love giving this video a thousand likes
I'm in love with every word, this.
this poem is beautiful but it hurts
This is so incredible, everyone needs to see this. You’re an inspiration
“Too often I don’t tell people, people I love, I am sad.
Because I don’t think that’s something they want to hear,
because they love me because I don't want them to think that the currency of their tenderness isn’t enough when it has been and will be again well if I'm being completely honest today I'm sad today is hard today I miss people dead and alive far and near I miss them all but I should mention hope since hope is what disarms the bomb when the city clutches the children goodnight the red wire blue wire optimism of my mother's voice when she says I don't need friends just you and in me still a child refusing to accept the terms of her mercy and how many times have I heard were all gonna die one day or how many times have I've heard you'll understand when you're older boring hopelessness clearing that table before we eat which is fine who needs a last meal who needs a good reason to leave the party before things get weird so maybe that’s hope maybe hope is stopping the story before its over the inevitable messy end. O monger of the broken records. O monger of the early birthday present. push me from the highway overpass lets leave the story there, lets leave the body hole in mid air illuminated by oncoming headlights a tiny song a pixel in the pix elated mouth of hope or whatever it is that propels us through that door of tomorrow and since there was no key I guess ill swallow the door.”
Beautiful. I don't know how else to describe this.
This reminds me of my mother.
bone chillingly beautiful
Amazing! This hit my heart with deep relatable feelings. Just beautiful!
This is so beautiful and so painful at the same time.
blown away is my current mood
So powerful!!! 😢😢😢
absolutely love it . tells my life story
I'm gonna share something personal because this got me sobbing like a little bitch. My older brother died a year ago and long before that, my father, and longer was my youngest brother. The same year before my brother died I tried to kill myself in my sleep. Not knowing that the meds I took weren't enough to kill me. Embarrassing and stupid, I know. Everyday since my brother died, I wished that I was the one buried six feet underground because I couldn't bear living alone with my mother who always cry at night. I am not strong enough to stay but I'm trying everyday because I don't want to leave her alone. The line that got me sobbing was "I cannot kill myself until my mother dies." You don't know how much this gets me.
Caryl Montilla I'm so sorry. Please keep fighting to live. There's so much to live for - so much to experience for your brother, for your father. Live for them...
Caryl Montilla I'm so sorry. Please keep fighting to live. There's so much to live for - so much to experience for your brother, for your father. Live for them...
Caryl Montilla this made me cry so much... I am so sorry for what you are going through
the world needs you here, love.
this was astonishing.
Wow. I am speechless. You took a feather shotgun and my brains are splattered over the walls.
So incredibly powerful
my favourite poet.
Holy shit I felt every bit of this.... Thank you.... He has such a gift....
Goosebumps
felt that..
This is so amazing. I hope the poet is doing well
Brilliant poem!
Eloquent and fucking crushingly beautiful.
Appreciate your truth, it can be suffocating.
My goodness ❤
This is beautiful
love this too much
chills...
Amazing 👏🏾 👏🏾
No one wants to be alive when they are forgotten 😍😧
OH shit things just got real, this was amazing it chills and touched so much thank you!
this is amazing
this is damn good!!
amazing
Can I hug you please?
Thank you for being here.
God Bless
Damn, this poem hurts.
Will he be releasing a new book anytime soon that anyone knows of?
good poem.
relatable
What book is this beautiful poem from??
💌
I thought it said "Notes on slaying"
the only thing that was slain was my heart
"Too often I don't tell people..."
Its kind of ironic, because my mother died, and for the most part, the only thing keeping me alive is my significant other.
Yeah man. In my own way, yeah man.
Fuck. This is just amazing. I am feeling this so hard. wow.
Is it raining or am I crying?
Is this poem in his book "this way to the sugar" ?
It is not.
"because I don't think that's something they want to hear"
Can someone explain what the poem means.
962airplanes well basically he doesn't feel like his mother loves him, he never did, and sees no hope in her loving him. He wants so much to leave his home and find happiness even if that means suicide. The only thing stopping him is that he doesn't want to hurt her and now he is stuck trying to live for her sake.
"i cannot kill myself until my mother dies.."
Oh boy this one hurt me
💔
The story ends with him floating in mid air above the highway...
oh man
"We're all going to die one day"
Damn.
I don't know what to say