Nathan Robituson not just talent to write but to preform without loosing place or pace or posture! She makes this poem not just with words! But with her whole being!Otherwise it's just a gimmick. Instead it's greatness!
This poem accurately represents how your brain thinks on anxiety. You have jerky half-finished thoughts that cut deep but you keep talking to yourself, a run on sentence of consciousness as you bleed.
Her word play is amazing it seems like there are two poems in one 1: An angry, broken hearted girl who is in love but is afraid to be and the 2: a soft hearted girl who can't wait to be in her loves arms
Things I am floored by: - The message (obviously) - The original literary device she came up with - The writing skill it took to execute it - The delivery??? aka I've watched this every day for the last week and I'm gonna keep at it for a few more days.
I want your opinion on my poem. Criticize and detail how it is. Good or bad. I want you to voice ur opinion. It's called "expressions of the mind" on my channel
For anyone who asked for this poem written out, here ya go Talking is a matter of convincing this tangled mouth to produce something coherent. But It only works- Sometimes I don’t know what I’m going to say- Next time I see you I’m going to want to be- Honest to God I’m trying. I- Promise me you won’t leave without saying goodbye, I- Wouldn’t it be nice if I could keep the same line of- Thoughts, are just wreckage, they just scatter. They’re just- Everywhere I go I’m reminded of the time I let a boy tell me he loved me without letting him know I knew he was- Lying next to you is the quietest my mind has ever been. All this dissonant noise finds peaceful harmony, and for a moment, I’m free to breathe. I think about telling you this but I’m worried it would ruin- Everything happens for a reason, but I don’t know the reason behind that- Choice is a difficult thing with Anxiety. I’m always choosing between the lesser of two evils and there’s always- Danger is the familiar taste of a poorly lit street, keys in- Handing over all my secrets is like giving someone with trembling fingers a loaded gun and putting it against my heart- Beats are a funny thing. The bodies language of choice. Thousands of wordless signals passed through the skin. I wonder how many of my secrets your body has intercepted. And if any of them have been the right- One day, I’m going to take this wild garden mouth and make it grow something- Soft does not mean weak, it just means gentle- Men with sharp teeth know how to draw blood without you- Notice me, please. I’m right- Here is everything I haven’t learned to let go of everything I’ve lost. The only thing I want back is- Time has a funny way of warping the memory of warmth, clouding what you used to- Remember the first time I cried? My body shaking apart. And your hands the steady net. I kept spilling sorry like an accident, like a cut tongue. Like it was the safest way to see you go. You didn’t leave. I’ve stopped waiting for you to. Trust I’m learning is a sentence not easily spoken but one worth saying. I’m trying. Somewhere in this coward’s mouth is a brave hearts confession, please, tell me you hear it. I don’t know how long this clarity will- Last time I was home, my dad asked why I wasn’t dating anyone so I lied and said no one was interesting- Enough men have left with pieces of me still under their teeth that I no longer remember the taste of feeling- Whole armies have fallen to poor planning, so my mouth is just stumbling to keep me from- Falling in secret is the loveliest form of- Self-destruction is the sound of two people drowning the warning signs under the sheets ignoring the way it screams- No person ever asked for details of what he did. Did I lose you?
"Everywhere I'm reminded of the time I let a boy tell me he loved me without letting him know I knew he was Lying Next to you is the quietest my mind has ever been" This line hit me so hard. Its crazy how I resonate with this poem so deeply.
When I was a teenager I was at a weekend-long festival, and me and my friend met two boys there and we paired off and did all the teenage stuff (holding hands, kissing, that’s it). It was fun, we were kids. One of those days me and the guy (can’t even remember his name now) were having a little session and he told me he loved me. And in that moment I thought that was the dumbest thing anyone has ever said in their lives. He had known me for a day or two, we had nothing in common, there was no love there and it was the most bullshit line. I went to say that but what came out was “I love you too”. I must have said it out of awkwardness, or maybe fear because we were in the middle of the woods completely alone. But if I ever had to pick a sentence I wish I could take back, it would be that. I regret it every time it pops up in my head.
Ever since I watched "Almosts", I loved Bianca. Her choice of words is methodical, her voice tone alterations are opportune, her body language is demonstrative, and everything she does during her three-minute bits from pouring her feelings, to transitioning between intensities, to simply leaving the podium is perfect. Though I do appreciate impulsiveness in spoken word shows, I find myself fond of aptitude more... Bianca has both
I’m sorry. There’s a quote from another poem that says something like “sorry is putting a bandaid on an open wound and expecting it to heal.” I hope you’re alright.
It's like every line switch was like an abrupt turn of a roller coaster, throwing you from one side to another. And I mean that in the best way possible. This shit was legit!!!
I haven’t seen anyone else say it so I just want it to be known that the last line hit me hardest for some reason, with the double meaning behind “Did I lose you?”
Meg •-• Hey! when u get a chance if u cud check out my poetry and music page that would be awesome:) and gime some criticism and feed back that wud be awesome 😎😎
The Lyrics: Talking is a matter of convincing this tangled mouth to produce something coherent, but it only works sometimes I don't know what I'm going to say next time I see you. I'm going to want to be honest to God, I'm trying. I promise if you'll leave without saying goodbye, I wouldn't be nice if I can keep the same mind of thoughts are just wrecked, they're just scattered They're just everywhere I go. I'm reminded of a time I let a boy tell me he loves me without letting him know I knew he was lying. Next to you is the quietest my mind it has ever been.. All this distant noise finds peaceful harmony, for a moment, I'm free to breathe I think about telling you this, but I'm worried it would ruin. Everything happens for a reason but I don't know the reason behind the choice. Is a difficult thing with anxiety, I'm always choosing between the lesser of two evils and there's always danger. Is the familiar taste of a poorly lit street keys in handing over all of my secrets is like giving someone with trembling fingers a loaded gun and putting it against my heartbeats Are a funny thing.. Body's language of choice; thousands of wordless signals passed through the skin, I wonder how many of mine your body had intercepted and if any of them have been the right. One day, I'm going to take this wild garden mouth and make it grow something soft does not mean weak it just means gentleman with sharp teeth. Know how to draw blood without me notice it please. I'm right here is everythingq I haven't learnt to let go of everything I've lost. The only thing I want back is time, has a funny way of warping the memory of warmth, clouding what you used to remember the first time I cried.. My body was shaking apart, your hands steady then. I kept spilling sorry like an accident, like a cut tongue, like it was the safest way to see you go. You didn't leave. I've stopped waiting for you too. Trust I'm learning is a sentence not easily spoken, one worth saying. Trying. Somewhere in this cowards mouth is a brave heart's confession. Please, tell me you hear it.I don't know how long this clarity will last time I was home, my dad asked me why I wasn't dating anyone so I lied and said no one was interesting enough men have left with prices of me still under their teeth that I no longer remember the taste of feeling. Whole armies have fallen to poor planning so my mouth is just stumbling to keep me from falling in secret is the loveliest form of self destruction is the sound of two people drowning under the warning signs under the sheets, ignoring the ignoring the way it screams, no person ever asked for details of what he did, did I lose you??
Ive rewatched all of Bianca's poetry that's been uploaded time after time after time to the point i often find myself quoting along with the videos. i actually felt like i was going to cry when i saw her name in the title, she's absolutely brilliant and her writing is so personal yet so relatable i love her so much and am eternally grateful to button poetry for exposing me to such talent.
“Lying next to you is the quietest my mind has ever been. All this dissonant noise finds peaceful harmony. And for a moment, I’m free to breathe. I think about telling you this, but I’m worried it would ruin- everything.”
This brought me to tears. On a sleepless, lonely night. I have to be up for work in less than 4 hours. This is what my mind sounds like every. Single. Night. Thank you for this.
The words, the feelings, the train wreck of emotions switching tracks at the last moment. I understand the conflict in your mind and how the words rub together to create a sentence that is both confusing and precise. Powerful and brilliant!
The calmness and stillness breaks just like she broke it in this poem. And the way she connected what she connected together gets me everytime. I love this so much, and keep rewatching it.
Small details that makes you think of a hooking line, the line that leave your thoughts dangling with questions. It is upon this magical,mysterious and wonderful moment one start to fall in love with poetry.not just the spoken poem but the idea that was brought with it, it is the gap and intertwined words that seem coherent but still bring proper message.
they are honestly so incredible. i'm so glad they've chosen to share this gift with us. i come back to this every once in a while and it's like an entire reset on everything i've known about writing. and their delivery is astounding. i can't even being to phrase how much their writing has impacted me. incredible.
Personally it feels like all I can write about is loss (lately) and how I am more in love with ghosts than I ever was with the actual people. And even though this screams of loss in its own brilliant way I feel like it also snapped me out of my funk. This also brought me to tears with both beauty and pain.
I Kept Spilling Sorry Like An Accident , Like A Cut Tongue , Like It Was The Safest Way To See You Go ... You Didn't Leave , I've Stopped Waiting For You Too . 'Trust' Is A Sentence Not Easily Spoken But One Worth Saying... I'm Trying ✊🏾 that hit home
Let's just appreciate how much talent this took to write
Nathan Robituson not just talent to write but to preform without loosing place or pace or posture! She makes this poem not just with words! But with her whole being!Otherwise it's just a gimmick. Instead it's greatness!
yes. this.
Or ..how much pain it took, for it to even exist...
And to memorize geez
This poem accurately represents how your brain thinks on anxiety. You have jerky half-finished thoughts that cut deep but you keep talking to yourself, a run on sentence of consciousness as you bleed.
honesty i couldnt keep up but i honestly felt it
Omg your cockatiel and your hair color are so cute🤗
This is how my brain works!! I understood her all too well.
Andrea Turnquist I almost didn’t want to end bc once it did it was just me again
this is so true
Her word play is amazing it seems like there are two poems in one 1: An angry, broken hearted girl who is in love but is afraid to be and the 2: a soft hearted girl who can't wait to be in her loves arms
Wow, this comment just hit me so hard right in the feels.
Things I am floored by:
- The message (obviously)
- The original literary device she came up with
- The writing skill it took to execute it
- The delivery???
aka I've watched this every day for the last week and I'm gonna keep at it for a few more days.
I want your opinion on my poem. Criticize and detail how it is. Good or bad. I want you to voice ur opinion. It's called "expressions of the mind" on my channel
Same
Incredibly talented
Have you stopped watching it cause I sure haven’t
"you didn't leave, I stopped waiting for you to"
oh. my. god.
the "lying next to you" had me SHOOKETH legit got chills coating my skin
SAAAAMMMMEEE
For anyone who asked for this poem written out, here ya go
Talking is a matter of convincing this tangled mouth to produce something coherent. But It only works-
Sometimes I don’t know what I’m going to say-
Next time I see you I’m going to want to be-
Honest to God I’m trying. I-
Promise me you won’t leave without saying goodbye, I-
Wouldn’t it be nice if I could keep the same line of-
Thoughts, are just wreckage, they just scatter. They’re just-
Everywhere I go I’m reminded of the time I let a boy tell me he loved me without letting him know I knew he was-
Lying next to you is the quietest my mind has ever been. All this dissonant noise finds peaceful harmony, and for a moment, I’m free to breathe. I think about telling you this but I’m worried it would ruin-
Everything happens for a reason, but I don’t know the reason behind that-
Choice is a difficult thing with Anxiety. I’m always choosing between the lesser of two evils and there’s always-
Danger is the familiar taste of a poorly lit street, keys in-
Handing over all my secrets is like giving someone with trembling fingers a loaded gun and putting it against my heart-
Beats are a funny thing. The bodies language of choice. Thousands of wordless signals passed through the skin. I wonder how many of my secrets your body has intercepted. And if any of them have been the right-
One day, I’m going to take this wild garden mouth and make it grow something-
Soft does not mean weak, it just means gentle-
Men with sharp teeth know how to draw blood without you-
Notice me, please. I’m right-
Here is everything I haven’t learned to let go of everything I’ve lost. The only thing I want back is-
Time has a funny way of warping the memory of warmth, clouding what you used to-
Remember the first time I cried? My body shaking apart. And your hands the steady net. I kept spilling sorry like an accident, like a cut tongue. Like it was the safest way to see you go. You didn’t leave. I’ve stopped waiting for you to. Trust I’m learning is a sentence not easily spoken but one worth saying. I’m trying. Somewhere in this coward’s mouth is a brave hearts confession, please, tell me you hear it. I don’t know how long this clarity will-
Last time I was home, my dad asked why I wasn’t dating anyone so I lied and said no one was interesting-
Enough men have left with pieces of me still under their teeth that I no longer remember the taste of feeling-
Whole armies have fallen to poor planning, so my mouth is just stumbling to keep me from-
Falling in secret is the loveliest form of-
Self-destruction is the sound of two people drowning the warning signs under the sheets ignoring the way it screams-
No person ever asked for details of what he did. Did I lose you?
UndeadShark91 thank you so much for this
Thanks bro 👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻
Oh goodness thank you so much for this
she didnt loose me
You are an angel
"I kept spilling sorry like an accident."-hello new tattoo idea
O'Phylia S lol I was just about to send this to my tattoo guy 😂😂
What does it reffer to?
Bro same.
Yep.
"Everywhere I'm reminded of the time I let a boy tell me he loved me without letting him know I knew he was
Lying
Next to you is the quietest my mind has ever been"
This line hit me so hard. Its crazy how I resonate with this poem so deeply.
Bryanna Nuñez same girl, same.
When I was a teenager I was at a weekend-long festival, and me and my friend met two boys there and we paired off and did all the teenage stuff (holding hands, kissing, that’s it). It was fun, we were kids.
One of those days me and the guy (can’t even remember his name now) were having a little session and he told me he loved me. And in that moment I thought that was the dumbest thing anyone has ever said in their lives. He had known me for a day or two, we had nothing in common, there was no love there and it was the most bullshit line.
I went to say that but what came out was “I love you too”. I must have said it out of awkwardness, or maybe fear because we were in the middle of the woods completely alone. But if I ever had to pick a sentence I wish I could take back, it would be that. I regret it every time it pops up in my head.
Ever since I watched "Almosts", I loved Bianca.
Her choice of words is methodical, her voice tone alterations are opportune, her body language is demonstrative, and everything she does during her three-minute bits from pouring her feelings, to transitioning between intensities, to simply leaving the podium is perfect.
Though I do appreciate impulsiveness in spoken word shows, I find myself fond of aptitude more... Bianca has both
Melville Fletcher I totally agree. She's so amazing
She's so underrated
I keep coming back to this.
"I don't know how long this clarity will last" slits me to pieces.
“And for a moment I am free to breathe...” If you find someone who gives you peace, fight for it to the death. It is as rare as a unicorn.
these poets will have the best wedding vows.
'Soft does not mean weak it just means gentlemen with sharp teeth.'
Sadly, I can relate.
I’m sorry. There’s a quote from another poem that says something like “sorry is putting a bandaid on an open wound and expecting it to heal.” I hope you’re alright.
It's like every line switch was like an abrupt turn of a roller coaster, throwing you from one side to another. And I mean that in the best way possible. This shit was legit!!!
I almost cried. As a person with anxiety, this is exactly how I feel like
'Next to you is the quietest my mind has ever been'
'For a moment I'm free to breathe' ❤❤❤
This is *exactly* what anxiety feels like. Today was a bad day for me and this is what it was like im my head
I haven’t seen anyone else say it so I just want it to be known that the last line hit me hardest for some reason, with the double meaning behind “Did I lose you?”
This poem was amazing
Meg •-• Hey! when u get a chance if u cud check out my poetry and music page that would be awesome:) and gime some criticism and feed back that wud be awesome 😎😎
The Lyrics:
Talking is a matter of convincing this tangled mouth to produce something coherent, but it only works sometimes
I don't know what I'm going to say next time I see you.
I'm going to want to be honest to God, I'm trying. I promise if you'll leave without saying goodbye, I wouldn't be nice if I can keep the same mind of thoughts are just wrecked, they're just scattered
They're just everywhere I go.
I'm reminded of a time I let a boy tell me he loves me without letting him know I knew he was lying.
Next to you is the quietest my mind it has ever been.. All this distant noise finds peaceful harmony, for a moment, I'm free to breathe
I think about telling you this, but I'm worried it would ruin. Everything happens for a reason but I don't know the reason behind the choice. Is a difficult thing with anxiety, I'm always choosing between the lesser of two evils and there's always danger. Is the familiar taste of a poorly lit street keys in handing over all of my secrets is like giving someone with trembling fingers a loaded gun and putting it against my heartbeats
Are a funny thing..
Body's language of choice; thousands of wordless signals passed through the skin, I wonder how many of mine your body had intercepted and if any of them have been the right.
One day, I'm going to take this wild garden mouth and make it grow something soft does not mean weak it just means gentleman with sharp teeth. Know how to draw blood without me notice it please.
I'm right here is everythingq I haven't learnt to let go of everything I've lost.
The only thing I want back is time, has a funny way of warping the memory of warmth, clouding what you used to remember the first time I cried..
My body was shaking apart, your hands steady then.
I kept spilling sorry like an accident, like a cut tongue, like it was the safest way to see you go. You didn't leave. I've stopped waiting for you too. Trust I'm learning is a sentence not easily spoken, one worth saying. Trying. Somewhere in this cowards mouth is a brave heart's confession. Please, tell me you hear it.I don't know how long this clarity will last time I was home, my dad asked me why I wasn't dating anyone so I lied and said no one was interesting enough men have left with prices of me still under their teeth that I no longer remember the taste of feeling. Whole armies have fallen to poor planning so my mouth is just stumbling to keep me from falling in secret is the loveliest form of self destruction is the sound of two people drowning under the warning signs under the sheets, ignoring the ignoring the way it screams, no person ever asked for details of what he did, did I lose you??
Thank youu
thank u
Many thanks!
Ive rewatched all of Bianca's poetry that's been uploaded time after time after time to the point i often find myself quoting along with the videos. i actually felt like i was going to cry when i saw her name in the title, she's absolutely brilliant and her writing is so personal yet so relatable i love her so much and am eternally grateful to button poetry for exposing me to such talent.
“Lying next to you is the quietest my mind has ever been. All this dissonant noise finds peaceful harmony. And for a moment, I’m free to breathe. I think about telling you this, but I’m worried it would ruin- everything.”
what a refreshing new style of poetry, wow
This brought me to tears. On a sleepless, lonely night. I have to be up for work in less than 4 hours. This is what my mind sounds like every. Single. Night. Thank you for this.
One of the best poems I've ever heard!!
She's just marvelous
I'm left so speechless...
I can resonate in an amazing way to her words......
I love how you used the end of the line to start a new line.... It's beautiful
I love how she transitions from one mood to another. God this was amazing
Full bodied shivers. This is powerful.
I cant cry at work. This poem is pulling on all of my heart strings. I've never felt so connected to spoken words.
the way she uses enjambment is so damn good!!! ahhhh i love it!!
I genuinely believe that there are no words that could describe how this poem makes me feel
How did she manage to put my entire existence into words??
My child....My daughter...I haven't got anything else to give you but my love...I love you...
I come back to this and I am still amazed. Its takes my breath away
I am just now catching my breath. Wow
The words, the feelings, the train wreck of emotions switching tracks at the last moment. I understand the conflict in your mind and how the words rub together to create a sentence that is both confusing and precise. Powerful and brilliant!
Watching her to get over my heartbreak
I'm in love with this poem I've watched it like 12 times
This is the level of poetry I aspire to
The calmness and stillness breaks just like she broke it in this poem. And the way she connected what she connected together gets me everytime. I love this so much, and keep rewatching it.
I can't stop watching this masterpiece
The way she combines the sentences to form two meanings out of one word.. Beautiful. Makes me feel inspired.
Small details that makes you think of a hooking line, the line that leave your thoughts dangling with questions. It is upon this magical,mysterious and wonderful moment one start to fall in love with poetry.not just the spoken poem but the idea that was brought with it, it is the gap and intertwined words that seem coherent but still bring proper message.
"next to you, its quiestest my mind has ever been" wow, just wow
im still coming back to this after all these years
they are honestly so incredible. i'm so glad they've chosen to share this gift with us. i come back to this every once in a while and it's like an entire reset on everything i've known about writing. and their delivery is astounding. i can't even being to phrase how much their writing has impacted me. incredible.
I don't know how she does it but she just so happens to impress me beyond belief.
sometimes I see poems and I just have no words, this is one of those times
Exactly how I feel 🤦🏻♂️
Bianca you’re amazing thank youuu
Goosebumps!!!!
Hold on! What?!? Woah! That was greatness!
Incredible. She's so talented.
i'm crying bc of how painfully true this is.
This is all so clever! Honestly
'Self-destruction is the sound of two people drowning the warning signs under the sheets'
She's the best
I love her delivery and style
Watching this on repeat, in awe, you are a true artist and performer. Absolutely in awe.
How did this poet read my mind so well? Wow!
Am I the only one who gets Sarah Kay vibes? Beautiful.
that's exactly what i thought when i watched her too!
Marie-Madeleine Gnagniko same here!!!! OMG
Yes! Yes! Yes!
I thought the same thing!
Personally it feels like all I can write about is loss (lately) and how I am more in love with ghosts than I ever was with the actual people. And even though this screams of loss in its own brilliant way I feel like it also snapped me out of my funk.
This also brought me to tears with both beauty and pain.
I’m screaming what a genius
Well that just perfectly described my anxiety and the way I think most of the time and how my mind is only quiet when I’m with my significant other
More people need to see this.
the delivery on this is unreal.
Chills after chills. You had my heart racing with your words and my breaths steading with yours. This is the work of a genius.
This literally made me cry
This may be my favorite poem on Button
INSANITY. utterly amazing.
Holy. Hell.
This is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen performed. This took talent. And oh my goodness. You did it amazing.
It's like you got into my mind and verbalized my world... Something I've not been able to do, put it in words... Thanks
Most favorite poem IN EVER 😭♥️
this is the first time i'm listening to this and my body squirmed so many times bc i literally felt her emotions
Blew my mind extremely talented i had to see it a few more times youre amazing i felt you
this video never fails to give me goosebumps
I wish I found you sooner but now that I did I am blessed to have heard you
THIS IS SO GOOD. how do people make poetry this good???
I listened to it three times to dissect every topic switch
And this was memorized
Beautiful
This is everything I've ever felt when it comes to love or romantic relationships. Wowwwww
'Secret is the loveliest form of self-destruction', masterful.
I'm utterly in awe. Purely amazing.
This poem is so relatable😭💕👏🏽👏🏽
That was great. I cried.
How do I relate to so many of her poems. Its crazy
This is just magnificent. I love it so much. The delivery was incredible and the words, oh my god, I'm just in love with this poem
Just absolutely incredible
Next to you is the quietest my mind has ever been all this distant noise finds peaceful harmony and for a moment I'm free to breathe.
I did a drawing to go with this part of the poem
it's all just so beautiful
I love the flow of words in this. So much talent.
once again i’m in my bed, eating a whole Cadbury chocolate bar, crying to beautiful poetry
I have listened to this for like 50 times in the last year or so!!!
🤔
And I keep wondering about her story!!!
So so talented
I need to write a poem like this...this is too beautiful...😍😍😍😍😍
I love this so much. I’m speechless.
This poem is so creative and amazing
Not a full minute in and I can tell that this is awesome.
Love love love!!!
I Kept Spilling Sorry Like An Accident , Like A Cut Tongue , Like It Was The Safest Way To See You Go ... You Didn't Leave , I've Stopped Waiting For You Too . 'Trust' Is A Sentence Not Easily Spoken But One Worth Saying... I'm Trying ✊🏾 that hit home
beyond beautiful.
This poem should be titled "Loving Someone When You're Bipolar".
Love it.