“For Instance” by Shane Koyczan and The Short Story Long
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- Опубликовано: 10 фев 2016
- From the album "Debris" by Shane Koyczan and The Short Story Long
Vote now at www.shanekoyczan.com and decide which song from "Debris" gets made into a video!!
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For Instance:
Words by: Shane Koyczan
Music by: The Short Story Long
Shane: voice
Jesse: bass
Glenna: piano
Jordie: cello
Corwin Fox: rhodes
Maiya: electric guitar, voice
Shane Koyczan and Tshe Short Story Long are:
Shane Koyczan: words and voice
Maiya Robbie: guitar and voice
Jesse Lee: bass and voice
Jordie Robinson: cello and voice
Glenna Garramone: piano and voice
Making a new video and you get to decide which one!!!
Many of you already know that we put out the new album just a short while ago. Thank you all for supporting it... we've gotten some incredible reviews and wonderfully positive feedback. I really love this album. I love it so much that I couldn't decide on which video to make next. See where I'm going with this yet? We opened with a video of "For Many" and are now considering which piece should follow it up. In all likelihood this will be the last video I produce (They're an increasingly expensive commitment with no monetary return... I do them because I love doing them... just can't afford to keep doing them.) So with all of that out in the open I want to invite my fans to make this decision. Your support has meant so much over the years and I'm often asked why I haven't done a video for this piece or that piece... trust me I would do videos for all of them if I could. How it breaks down is this. We're going to release the album on RUclips and Soundcloud. Two tracks per week with just a static image of Scott Waters wonderful cover art. When all of the pieces are finally online voting will begin on www.shanekoyczan.com.
There'll be a list of the tracks and each visitor will be allowed to cast their vote for the piece they'd most like to see made into a video. Please keep in mind that we don't have access to grants and are not crowd funding this project. Our budget is a modest 8k which I pay for myself. So please don't expect Michael Jackson's Thriller. Another angle to this little tidbit is that we will be accepting submissions from creators who might be interested in making the video. Animators, graphic designers, filmmakers... Pixar... whoever you are... If this is something that interests you and you believe you can work within the budget... it's all yours. Submit some of your work to submissions@shanekoyczan.com; the band and I will go through and decide which style we'd like to see applied to the chosen track. Something you should consider before making any commitments is that the 8k is in Canadian funds, which is currently laughable outside of Canada, so I hope you're up for a challenge. If you do feel like cushioning the meager budget you can make a pledge on my Patreon page / shanekoyczan . This will likely be the first and last project I release via this site but every penny helps. Okay... I've talked your ear off long enough. Hope you've all been making beautiful steps toward your bliss in this new year. Hope to see you all in it.
Cheers, Shane 
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It's not that the poem breaks your heart.
It's that it reminds you of every time it was broken before.
"A heart cannot break, it can only bend."
Correction: Every time it has bent before
Who says that the words are mutually exclusive?
ture
hearts don't break, they bend~ (Reference to the video)
the lines about the broken star not taking the pressure of so many wishes... it's brilliant. the whole thing is.
That's my favorite part
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"I keep rereading the ending of your life, expecting a next chapter"
"I unexpect your death so hard that part of me believes I can make it not true"
I’m
I’m
"I unexpect your death so hard that part of me believes I can make it untrue."
I cannot explain how deeply this hurt my heart and filled me with such a familiar feeling. I felt this way for years.
Dear Dylan
Your words
They left me in shambles
But your love
Left me in envy
Wondering when
Someone would come along
And love me the way
You loved me
But your love left me in shambles
When the night
You took your life
Instantly
Letting the words of that
Night
Take hold of me
Remembering what happened
Happened
Instantly
There wouldn’t be
Another memory
Of you and me
Because you took your life
So instantly
"If my father is ever proud of me, it will mean that in some small measure, I have lived better than him." Damn, that hits home.
My heart is bending... that was the line that finally made me cry.
"Hearts don't break, they only bend…"
+Kawaii Potato "Take For Instance You, Take For Instance Me, Take For Instance The Word Instantly..."
Stahp It... ;u;
"But I'm pretty sure you'd rather be alive
"We were never perfect, and we were only ever barely amazing"
"and that's a lot of pressure for one little star..."
loved it. instantly.
I heard Shane read this poem live and it was absolutely beautiful. he cried on stage making it all the more touching and wonderful.
I wish so much I could have been there.
Omg, I was there too! I cried so hard! Did you here anyone's loud cry? That could of been me! I was trying to keep quiet.
He puts so much of his true feelings into these poems that even the times he doesn't actually cry you can tell he was only just barely able to keep it in..so beautiful
Can someone tell me how a brain and a heart combined together can make such a master piece as to make the world cry?
AllfortheEBchildren beauty doesn't need to be explained, it just needs to be felt and understood.
its the soul
A few months ago, at 2:40 AM, I lost my best friend to Chronic Myeloid Leukemia. And every time I hear this, I become a sobbing ball of hurt and tears. Because his parents always said "he died instantly". And for awhile, I couldn't even bear to hear this, because every time I did, memories would come at me like a flood. Memories of us sitting on my roof, daring each other to jump into the pool from there. But neither of us would. Because we were to scared. Just as I was too scared to kiss him the night we were on that same roof, looking at the stars. So it just resulted in me sitting in an awkward silence as though I knew that I fucked up. Which I did. When I was 14, we went to the train tracks, with old abandoned cars, and I always remembered sitting on the edge of the tracks, wishing I could be caught in that moment forever. Then one night, Nick told me he felt sick, and said we'd better head back. I was 14, and had thought nothing of the situation. So we walked back to our houses. Nick didn't show up at school for about 3 days, so I began to become worried. I rushed to his house after school, only to find his older sister home. She told me he was at the doctors, and should be home soon. She invited me in, and we waited for the front door to open. I was practically there all the time, so it was no problem. Hell, most people would think I would have lived there. Cara (his sis) and I sat on that couch for hours, waiting for them to come home. At around 10:30 Nick's mom walked in the door, looking shaken up. Nick walked in after. He took one look at me, and ran upstairs and slammed his door. His mother motioned for Cara and I to come over to her, and then proceeded to burst into tears. I was so confused, I had no idea. His mom explained to us that the doctor said that Nick had leukemia, and would need a bone marrow transplant. And that he might have only had a few years left. I furiously began spouting off things, and saying that maybe he'd be the miracle child. The one that would win the battle. Because I couldn't loose him. Not him. Then the next few months hit Nick hard. He was in and out of the hospital for so much. One day he was fine, the next day he was on the brink of death. Transplants, radiation, weekly checkups. You name it. On his 16th birthday, Nick relapsed. We were at the beach. (Nick, Cara, his mom, dad, and I) we got out of the water, and he went ghostly pale, all of the sudden, he collapsed. His breathing became really shallow, and I began to believe that he was going into shock. Cara called 911, and Nicks father was supporting his body. Nick's eyelids began to flutter, and he started getting heavier. In a moment of despair, I leaned down, and kissed him. I kissed him as though our lives were depending on it. Which maybe his was. By some miracle, Nick gasped, and flung his head forward. We could both hear the sirens of the paramedics in the distance. But neither of us stopped. His lips clung to mine, and I held onto him. He was rushed to the hospital, where they told him that he had at most, 3 weeks. I cried like I was the one dying. Everyone did. Except Nick. He didn't bat an eye. He calmly stood up, and said "Well. If I'm going to go. I'm going to live how I've always wanted to" and he rushed towards me, and he flung his arms around my waist, and kissed me. He kissed me so hard, that I forgot to breathe. I forgot to do anything. We probably stayed like that, kissing and crying at the same time for about 10 minutes before the doctors pulled him down the hall, into a room. I wanted to stay at the hospital, but Cara,( the only one who could seem to function) insisted otherwise. I went home. At 2:40 in the morning, she called me bawling, and instantly I knew. My mom rushed into the room. And then drove me to the hospital. In the lobby, Cara handed me a note. It was in Nicks handwriting. She told me they found it under his pillow. I can't tell you what that note said. Because Even now, I haven't opened it up. But on the outside, Nick wrote that that kiss was what he was holding on for.
Cadyispanicingatthedisco awww that's so sad😭😭😭😭😭 you have me bawling
Cadyispanicingatthedisco that was one of the most powerful things I've ever read. I got the chills at the end and my eyes got watery. Think of the time you spent with him, where you were both happy and let that comfort you. I'm so sorry for what you went though. Man, that should be in a book. That was moving.
Cadyispanicingatthedisco Fucking deep and I have no idea wtf is chronic myeloid leukemia
Cadyispanicingatthedisco I'm sorry if this is a true but I highly doubt that. And if it is true then they lied or were stupid. He died a slow painful death from a terrible disease.
Cadyispanicingatthedisco I know your pain, my friend. I lost someone that I loved too. **WARNING: GRAPHIC CONTENT! READ AT OWN RISK** My boyfriend had been having a lot of problems with his foster parents because of him being gay, they beat him up and hurled abusive language at him. We got the police involved multiple times, but nothing happened. This went on for about 4 years, 5 including last year. For his 15th birthday, I bought him a phone and payed for the top-up so he could text me when something happened and he wanted to talk. My contact was the only contact saved on to his sim. When his foster parents beat him up, he'd let me know, no matter what day or time it was, and I'd go running over to his house to make sure he got out okay so he could stay at my place. My mother didn't mind him staying over, however, she did hate the fact that child services kept coming to our house to pick him up and take him back all of the time. Then it came to mid October, last year. As my number was the only one he had, I got a call at about 3:40am from (what I thought was) him. I answered, like usual, asking what happened and if he was okay. Then a man's voice came through the phone asking if it was me, I said yes (obviously), then he asked if i knew the person the phone belonged to, again, another yes. By this point, I was worried. The guy asked if there was any chance that I could go to the police forensics department, I told him I had no transport to get there, so they sent an officer to pick me and my mother up. When I arrived, they asked me to identify my boyfriend. It was him. I was told he was found at a local park with a knife in his hand and that he stabbed himself about 20-30 times in the stomach. They added that he would have been in agony and bled out within about 10 minutes. When I heard that, I ran to the toilet just outside the room to throw up. I then burst into tears, mainly through anger at the fact that this could've been avoided if child services and the police did their job properly. I started screaming profanities at the top of my lungs, then shouted them at the officers that ended up escorting me out for antisocial behaviour. I screamed that if they did their job and arrested his abusive carers when we called countless times, this wouldn't have happened. After I calmed down, I was brought back in for questioning. I told them what had happened over the 4/5 years. Eventually, his foster parents were arrested for the abuse and events that lead up to his suicide. The court hearing was in late November, then the trial was to be on the 24th December. I was at the stand telling what had happened, and a few hours later, I got an early Christmas present. They were declared guilty. I still cry nearly every night since his death. As the saying goes, you don't know how much you love someone, or how much you'd miss someone until they are gone. My only regret was that I didn't get to see him one last time, kiss him a last goodbye, and be by his side while his life slowly drained out of him so that the last thing he saw was something that he loved and held dearly.
My best friend comitted suicide 4 years ago, he was 16 and I was 12.
Since then, I've been extremely depressed with no one to support me.
But that was until I found your poems. You're my inspiration and I don't think I could ever be thankful enough.
May Jøsh Dun Bless Yøu, Child suicide hurts my aunt killed herself about 2 years ago
My little brother committed suicide three and a half months ago. Shane's poems help me as well.
I'm sorry no one was there for you. I'm glad you have found solace. I hope you're okay.
Daddy Deliciousness
my friend killed themselves at age 16. i know how you feel. Im so happy you've found inspiration. i hope we can both move on in the world they left us in. so we can see them in the next one.
I wasn't prepared for this.
I wasn't either
Brandon Woodall
agreed
Shane Koyczan is good at bending hearts, my friends, always expect it
It's impossible to be ready fir Shane's poetry
I thought I was
I want to see this poem made into a video like To This Day. I'd never stop watching it.
when they tell you that someone died instantly. they hope that you're relieved they didn't suffer
sometimes people are relieved, probably, but often they're not
I don't understand why I listen. I've never lost a friend. I've never even had a friend like this, the kind of friend who you truly love and they truly love you back for who you are. But I've listened to this poem so many times and each time I listen. I listen like I can understand how he feels when I know I can't. I think I listen because it shows me what it would be like to live with that kind of love.
7:00
"And at the funeral your friends all looked at me as if to say, you're the writer.
So what?"
I haven’t written since she died...
As someone who has lost his best friend "instantly" to a semi trailer truck accident I know how you feel. and I wanna thank you for putting my pain and anger into words.
Condolences...
I think this made my heart bend so much it left stretch marks. 😐
I thought it's spine broke
I didn't mean to start sobbing uncontrollably at 3 am but look at
me now
stay street sammi
What a coincidence I’m up at 3 am and crying out loud
It's weird that I read this comment at 3:19 a.m.
Lol 3 am gang
To anyone who is depressed or in a bad place, I want you to know that even though I am a stranger, I am so fucking proud of you. You are here even though everything is crashing down on you are still here and that's amazing. You are brave and you are loved. Keep going, just one day at a time.
Hearts can not break, they bend....they bend around, everything you do. Around love, people we hate, brothers, sisters, parents, strangers, girlfriends, boyfriends. Everything that you think break them does not. They just bend more and more. And when you think your heart has broken it had not. It chipped off a peace to give someone love, because they did not know how to love.
I lost a friend like a brother to me many years ago, and while this poem wracks my heart with pain, I find some great comfort and joy knowing that I still feel the love and the loss.
I used to listed to this poem all the time and think of how artfully it was written and how well it went with the music and though I couldn’t relate I admired the sheer beauty of its words. Today, I found out my grandmother has cancer. We caught it too late and it’s already spread and it’s already at least stage 3. They estimated we have 1-4 months more with her. And as I listen to this poem again it carries a deeper meaning yet I can’t tell if it helps me breath through the sobs a little easier or if it makes my heart bend just a little more than heart is ever supposed to.
I had a similar situation . His po3m move pen move hits home for that situation . Hope you're OK
god every poem is so beautiful. I can easily get tired of a song.
But I can never get tired of Shane's poems. He always gets me crying.
They are so gorgeous.
agreed XD
they are beautiful
i still cry watching this..its 2016 and im still watching this over and over and over thinking about how my friend gave up on life because a girl..the last thing i have of him is his paper with his finger print that was marked with blood and his tear drop he said to deliver to his dad who didn't bother asking anything to him..i really thank god i saw this amazing guys account.
The hurt in his voice is genuine
This made me cry, I lost three of my pets in about two years, and I miss all of them so much. It was years ago, but now christmas has no joy for me since all of them went all around christmas. You think you have all the time in the world with someone or something and then they're just gone, forever, and you don't know if you'll see them again. I have to keep wiping my eyes to see what I'm typing but this is beautiful. Thank you
My good friend passed away December 2017 very suddenly- he’d only recently turned 18...
I pretty much broke at this... it was my exam year at school and nothing was good - to cope I would take a bike ride every night just to get out . To stop my mind collapsing.
I couldn’t deal with it, everyone tried to help but we were all going through it and no one could say something that could TRULY help because honestly? There isn’t much you can say
I’m sure anyone here listening to this understands that
But this poem. It didn’t try to tell me it was okay
It didn’t try to tell me to forget about it. To find a distraction. To think of how he’s in a better place now.
It did tell me that it’s not ok - that it really freaking sucks.
To hear that raw honesty allowed me to accept grief- to understand it needs to be felt and allowed me to come to terms with it- I will never move on and I hate being told to move on - no. That’s awful advice. However, I am now able to talk about him and laugh about the good times we had together.
His death will never be okay but I have now accepted it
So please anyone here that has lost someone -
It f**king sucks. It really does and I am so sorry. It will never be Okay but that doesn’t mean you can’t come to a point of acceptance. Let grief be felt.
i lost almost all my friends, 1 after another after another, and now the town i live in swallowed them, i thought we would become big, and after i was alone, this kept me going.
I am so glad I found him now before I grew up
I hardly cry but this, this did it. It had so much power to it and just putting your self in some ones shoes going through that must be horrible or if you have went through it. This make me think life is so precious and we need to live it.
ive been looking for this guy for a while. ive seen spin offs of his words but am just now finding out the face and heart beyond the words.. this guy is just...amazing. thankyou Shane..youve kept me strong all this time
I had a grandmother. She was the greatest woman I ever knew. She was basically my mother, since my real mother was never around because of work and my parents had split up, my mom taking custody of my brother and I. With the warmest heart in the world, with the brightest smile, with the best advice, with the greatest stories, she was my number one for so many years when I lacked the kind of friends that I could trust with my problems. The ones that made you feel safe. I wake up on February 13th, 2014 in my grandmother's house, ready to go to school and come home to her arms. I open the door at about 3:10 pm, and my brother's kneeling over her with a phone in his hand, up against his ear. This was the first time I heard my brother panic so terribly. I had essentially come home to my grandmother dead. According to my grandfather, she had gone to the store to buy things, came home, made tea, sat in her chair, and just died. So, in a way... she did die, "instantly." The woman who sacrificed her time for me was gone. She would never see my brother graduate high school, she would never see me enter middle school, she would never see me enter high school, and she will never see me graduate. It bends my heart every time I imagine how proud of me she would be, how I will now only come home to an empty chair. Bless all of you, and those who have lost someone so close to you.
I wish your things were on Spotify. I enjoy listening to your poems way more than music.
Ping Mango I think someone uploaded them,,, Bc I swear I listened to them on Spotify once during a car ride. Obviously, they aren’t all there, though.
when I was younger and I first found this poem, it was simply a beautiful work of art. now, on February 22nd of 2023, a friend of mine died in a very tragic way. I think about him now when I hear this. I miss him. instant to instant we were friends, instant to instant he was gone.
I come back to this. Over and over again. Even if years pass between listens. My heart randomly longs to hear this story.
Especially when I've just lost someone
I agree. I've been coming back for three years? four? this time after the loss of my grandfather. I know it hurts, let yourself hurt, then grow 💕💕
I work in healthcare. A nursing home to be precise. The image given when you say "And I have seen machines push life into bodies of people who would rather just go" is what brings me to tears every time. I see it too. Every. Time. I go into work I see it. But I also see how desperately people can cling to life. Keeping themselves alive when it would be so much easier to just let go. Their last words have been spoken, there are no more things they can do. But they're here. Waiting. For what we don't know. Some seem to wait for the nurses to lower their guard, others for the people in the room to leave. Most seem to wait for their family to see them one last time. With COVID that last request can't happen. So they hold on. Any breath could be their last, but they hold on. Then in one instant, they leave, and we mourn.
"You are the smile I've kept secret. The atari 8-bit hero of my youth"
This one reminds me of my brother. I miss him so much.
You make people feel your emotions through your words. I listen to this when I visit the past and need a distraction. I listen to the "To This Day" project's poem when I want powerful words and wonderful music to brighten my day with hope and the knowledge that I can get through this.
This bends my heart so much that it made my soul cry.
This is beautiful.
My cousin has lung cancer, he was born with several other health complications making surgery life or death, and even if he lives it won't be an easy life. He is scheduled to go in this Thursday, he knows his odds, and it breaks my heart. I've been listening to Shane's "The Crickets have Arthritis" breaking my heart over and over again because I don't know what to do.. I don't know what to expect. But this one sums up exactly how I feel.
Thank you for being an artist that inspires us who hear your words.
Shane Koyczan's poems always either make me cry, smile, or laugh. This one made me cry,but Shane's poems are the best poems i have ever heard.
Instantly recognisable is the grief I felt when listening to your words. Instantly forever in the knowledge I'll never forget the beautiful people who have died.
I literally cried, this is the only person I have every known in my life that has kept me goin'. Every time I feel like I want to end it all, I remind myself to listen to Shane Koyczan and rethink the options.
it so smoothly went into talking about memories to death like butter
I wasn't expecting this instant flow of tears and emotion to hit me so hard
I always cry when I listen to this beautiful song, I cant help it. 😭❤❤
I have loved this poem since its release. This and pinned to the dish were my favourates on the album. But my friend just died 2 days ago and my heart is bending right now, thank you shane, thank you so much for all of your work. ❤
"Too many people wished on it and that's a lot if pressure for one little star."
That one never fails to hit me in the feels.
my mother died yesterday and this reminds me of her so much ty so much shane for being a person
Makes me pretty sad that anyone can dislike this...
+Gabriel Thacker i think it remids people of a darker time. a time they are to scared to confront. a time the push that memes them want to push very thing below
+Seth Webb memes
I think it's even more sad that out of the 7 billion people in the world only 125 thousand people have seen this
Gabriel Thacker they thought it said "dis, I like"👌🏼😁
Schleich Splatterpaint lollll
Heavily underrated.
Listened to this after my guinea pig died and almost burst into tears in the school library during study hall. Incredibly powerful, Shane Koyczan is my favorite poet.
The star that had been wished upon too many times... Christ that is tragic as hell.
The star part just....urgh. All of this is so so beautiful but the fact that this one guy kept a rock on a satin pillow makes me cry. I don't really know why, probably cause its pure beauty. I wish I met him, Shane and the lovely Star guy.
Edit- Two years later, I come back and I know why I love the story of the star. I understand the poor star. My life is just so many people wishing on me, wishing I can do better. Wishing I will always be the best. Wishing I will grow up to make them proud, but how can I do that if I am broken, I am one little star, and it's too much pressure, but they will never know, and I will continue on with the help of Shane. Thank you again, for saving me and so many others from this terrible yet beautiful thing we call life.
I heard this for the first time when I was at work, because I listen to your poems, they calm me. When I heard this one I fought my tears, before I went to the toilet to sob uncontrollably.
i'm just now reading this and am already bawling. Shane, you're an amazing writer. thank you for everything you've given us.
This is my favorite poem of his because it gives me the same feeling I used to get from a friend who passed away
*"If my life is the whim of a dreamer, let them awake and remember the grand idea that i am. The world was let them stem from me. Let them be picked and pressed into diaries. Let them be tangible memories of writers who could not scribe fictions greater than those based on the true story of their histories."*
I adore the mix of people in these comments, those who's profile photos show their love of anime, video games, sunsets like mine, and although we are all so different, we're all so close, because we all truly listen and we all feel. We feel and we bend to each word he speaks and when he speaks, he speaks directly to us. We all are here, maybe for different reasons and we're all a messy jumble of strangers, but somehow I love you all and I know we can survive this.
Shane is perhaps the best poet in the world
too many people wished on it
that was too much for one little star
yes..
beautiful, just like all his other poems, absolutely inspiring and beautiful. 😊👏
what a beautiful soul you and your friend have
Endlessly beautiful, Real poetry, digs deep into the hearts and souls of the people that listen, and embeds itself while planting roots. It makes you feel the way poetry should make you feel, a beauty of the world and let it never die!
It's been awhile, but I'm back. Back to enjoy the pure beauty and pain this poem conveys.
I loved your poem instantly... You are a really great writer and reciter too! I can't even say which line I liked most from all your poems..They are all great
This song reminds me of my brother he died but was luckily brought back, I thought how I would be without him, I sat crying trying to forget a life without him, thinking about it felt like living it. I don’t know what I would do without him
this is the most beautiful thing i have ever heard
Made me think of my sister. Crying. So beautiful. I miss you Billie Jo.
I just wanted to thank you. For everything. You may not read this, you may not care, but I wanted you to read this and smile. Because you've saved my life. Even though you have no idea who I am. I've been through a hard time and that is all you know, and you helped me through that. This poem is one of my favorites because it reminds me of my grandmother who passed November 14th 2014. She was more of a fantastic friend with secrets. So I thank you, for the help. :) Sincerely, Me. (and you also have inspired me to write. I need some help because I am a shitty writer, but if you don't have time to help that is okay I understand. Thank you, again.)
"and when you told me he was gone I missed him instantly."
When I saw your video I started crying because you helped me get through really hard times. That other video called "for instance" Hit me, in some kinda way. Before I just wanted to die because of the hard times, but you pushed me to keep on going and to be there for people. All I have to say is Thank You
Shane if you happen to see this thank you. You're an amazing artist. I get the chills every poem. Keep it up. I love every one of them. My inspiration for poetry is you.
I really want somebody to make an animation for this.
Hey Shane, I want to thank you for this poem and your poems in general. From being young and hearing you for the first time, in the middle of the fierce war of attrition that was depression over my mother's death. To now, when I try to put into words how much I regret not saving my best friend from his own depression, to maybe hopefully immortalize him and his life. Thank you.
Yes, I found this poem a year ago. Yes, I still listen to it religiously 😂
The kindness with which he describes the star will always make me cry
he always makes me feel I love it so much thank you Shane Koyczan you help me feel human again
I saw shane perform this live in Melbourne and I cried like a damn baby
I thought i wasn't going to cry this time. After I've listened to it so many times I almost know it by heart. I was wrong.
man, I love ur stories. they always make me feel better. I lost multiple of my friends and my dad. Thank you Shane. you make my life better! ❤ I love u!!!❤❤❤
Corey, Brian, Manny...Rest in peace my friends, my brothers, my sons. I love you. I miss you.
You and your works inspire me so much to not only continue being an artist but also to live.
"My heart is bending
I keep re-reading the ending of your life expecting a next chapter
I expect laughter as if it was always there
I un-expect your death so hard that part of me believes I can make it not true"
When hearing these lines I think about my dog who passed away. He always brought laughter into my family, he was my best friend. He got an internal bleeding and died within a few hours, his dead came so unexpected that everyday I still expect him to be there when I come home. I miss him so much.
"Take for instance you, take for instance me, take for instance the word instantly''
The most beautiful verse ive ever heard
I love the music played with his poems!
I'm crying in the middle of class this is just wonderful.
I feel like I have to share this, and this comment section is the safest thing there is. I dated a girl for 3 years and broke up because I fucked up. Although I lied to myself about it, I still loved her. I thought about rekindling what we once shared, but it was too late. On her 21st birthday I got a call from her mom saying that she died in her sleep. At 21 years old. It still breaks my heart thinking about it, and I drowned my sorrow for so long, I quit writing the poetry, and I became depressed. How could a life so beautiful be ended? I’m better now, and I write in her name. Thank you Shane for this poem, it is tremendous.
This is my favorite. I've listened to this so much I've almost got it all memorized
You have such an amazing way with words!💕
this is beauty, I feel this tightness in my heart but I can't cry...
same I can't cry either. it suck because this makes me so sad and i can't cry like ughhhh
My heart is bending tonight...
My brother recently started suffering from seizures. The doctors haven't yet figured out what causes them, but he could potentially die. He's been prescribed medicine, but because of past struggles he doesn't want to take them. I'm scared. I'm not ready to let him go. I don't want to lose him
A true poet with a gift.
I'm crying omg that was beautiful
I recently lost someone back in late august and this broke my heart. I love it. It's fucking art.
four days ago. I lost a friend to depression. and I am so so sorry Nat. I wish I could have done anything. I wish, I wish it had been me. You deserved better. My heart is bending and I am so sorry
Valkyrie McLauchlan
im so sorry
I'm so sorry for your loss
"Like a deadbeat dad who popped out for cigarettes and never came back"
Damn, that came outta nowhere.
My dad left a few years ago and that one line hit hard.
Damn you for making making me cry!