#shane koyczan

[more-than-ideas]

“Dear me, silence is not a song you should know all the words to.”

— Shane Koyczan, A Letter to Remind Myself Who I am

[foolondahill17]

Anyone else here deeply and irreversibly scarred by The Crickets Have Arthritis by Shane Koyczan when they were a suicidal teenager?

[entity56]

To This Day - Shane Koyczan

[may-odaigahara]

that Shane Koyczan poem about the army is one of the most monstrously evil things I've ever read in my life

[cha-mij]

"If you ever want to know how it feels to be saved,

Just let someone save you.

Let someone rescue the smile drowning inside you,

It's not too late, I swear."

- Shane Koyczan

[imy2]

to this day - shane koyczan

[blackswaneuroparedux]

Don’t let your luggage define your travels, each life unravels differently.

- Shane Koyczan

[desertdollysdesires]

I don’t believe in them, but somewhere there are gods hiding inside of their own heads using all their might trying to stop their own eardrums from pounding out the sound of your name. You are lightning trying to tame thunder, leaving split second scars against the sky as if you were breaking the skin of something that won’t die. My first instinct is the same as my second, strongly reinforced as if by a diamond sheeting that donated its glimmer to charity so that it could look dull and tough. A shine now scuffed, as if the world left a bruise on light.

I fight my instinct long enough to realize that I won’t win. I give in, surrendering to an impulse, somewhat believing that my imprisonment will not involve torture if I confess everything I know. 

I know nothing. I bring an emptiness to your need, like a dog laying a skeleton at your feet, bone by bone. I lay stone all around you in a circle, as if at any moment you will burst into flame and warm us long enough so that I can tell you my ghost story, that a part of me still haunts my memory. It throws chairs against my mirrored mind, cracking the reflections in which I once thought I would find answers. If I reflect long enough, there will be answers, but like mail on Sunday none came.

So I sit before flowers, hoping they will train me in the art of opening up. I stand on mountain tops believing that avalanches will teach me to let go. I know nothing, but I am here to learn.

[anxiety-disaster]

And when that kid in you falls, turn around, pick them up, dust them off, then continue. Trust me, you are gonna need that kid. You are gonna need someone to remind you that every weed is a flower, just trying to make shit work, that every jerk you ever encounter is just another someone who somehow forgot that it's okay to need a hug. It's okay to be afraid.

- Shane Koyczan

[memoriesofthingspast]

🦗🪽✨🌈🌊🌻

[wocado]

"To This Day Project" - Awesome Video Shows What Words Can Do to Everyone

  “To This Day Project” An Awesome Video by the award winning perfomer Shane Koyczan shows the importance of Words and how they can affect our lives in such a dramatic way. Powerful, Inspiring, and one of the best examples of what Words Can Do to All of Us… To This Day When I was a…

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[lamlelywriter]

“Tomorrow, I want to bring you a piece of paper with the telephone number of a taxi cab company that knows the exact address of my arms, so the day you need a hug I’m going to be there for that.”

The poet that made me.

[siennalauren]

And despite an army of friends Who all call him an inspiration He remains a conversation piece between people Who can’t understand Sometimes being drug-free Has less to do with addiction And more to do with sanity

"To This Day" by Shane Koyczan (x)

[cha-mij]

"I once upon a time loved to chase rainbows so learned how to cry waterfalls"

[herfavoritethings]

6:59

i’ve been told

that people in the army

do more by 7:00am

than I do 

in an entire day

but if I wake

at 6:59am

and turn to you

and trace the outline of your lips

with mine, 

I will have done enough

and killed no one

in the process

Shane Koyczan

[evolutionofman]

Love and hate are beasts, and the one that grows is the one you feed

shane koyczan