Bianca Phipps - The Heartbreaker Poem

[@kikoonthemove]

"Your father teaches you how to be the first one to walk away. Leave before they realize you are not worth staying for." That right there...is the line that got to me

[@kyramckenzie7556]

Yhhh me too

[@ghostkat]

"Leave, before they realize you were not worth staying for." "Leave, before they realize you are not worth scarring for." Those hit me hard

[@paulinazelikowicz9122]

"Leave before they realize you are not worth scarring for" OH GOD.

[@SalilJha]

+Paulina Zelikowicz totally!

[@myhuskysashawithlela1486]

Paulina Zelikowicz ikr

[@MavisCCC]

"And years after their divorce your father 's voics can fill a room and your mother still makes space for it"

[@eminek8526]

I AM SPEECHLESS

[@bearoverlord9115]

no

[@fedelynbeltran28]

One. Your father speaks of his youth with revelry; spills his life across the table like an overturned drink covering everything. Your mother, doesn't speak. Any stories of her premarital life come from your father's mouth. He speaks of how he tamed her, saved her from a life of reckless abandon; clipped her wings to keep her from flying too close to the sun, but Icarus would've just as soon drowned than burned, and the silence in your mother's mouth is a salt water darkness. She does not speak up to defend herself. Even now, years after their divorce your father's voice can fill a room and your mother still makes space for it. When your mother teaches you not to be swallowed she is already sitting in the belly of the beast she once loved. You wonder if she has grown to love the darkness like she once loved the man. Two. The day you learn the importance of emergency exits is the day your heartbeat stops sounding familiar. It is a stuttering tongue, a trembling hand. Your heart beats like closing doors, beats like your father's fading footsteps, beats like every plea you will learn how to swallow; don't go, don't go, don't go, don't. Your father teaches you how to be the first one to walk away, leave before they realize you are not worth staying for. Three. When your mother tells you not to be afraid of falling in love, you do not miss the way her hands shake, you wonder if they miss the handcuff weight of the ring that used to rest on that finger, wonder if you too will fall in love with a padlocked man. You begin to be wary of boys with birdcaged hands; they have mouths like oceans and your mother is still wringing sea water from her bones. Four. You master the art of slipping away by starting small. Fix your body clock so you always wake up first, plot escape route like past time, force your heart to beat; just go, just go, just... Practice on the ones you love most, that way nothing can hurt you. You cannot break a mangled thing and you don't know the last time your heart sounded like a heart. Five. He tells you you eat like a bird. You tell him your mother taught you well. He laughs and reaches for your hand, you smile and begin to slip through the cage of his fingers. Six. When boys begin searching for hospital room hearts you warn them yours is a broken glass bottle. They don't care, or they don't hear you. They cut themselves on sharp tongues trying to make finger paintings with the blood on their hands, make it sound so beautiful you almost believe them. Almost. Soon you know they will wake up with scars and blame you so you leave them a bandage in the dark and don't look back. Leave, before they realize you are not worth scarring for. Seven. You see every outstretched hand as a palm preparing to drown you, so you sink further underwater and ignore the burning in your chest. Run your fingers over every name that has left your mouth for the last time and tell your self you have done the right thing.

[@ChicaRawwr]

thank you

[@farjanajamal8802]

Fedelyn Beltran thank u

[@comedypawn]

How do they memorize so much

[@chechu2950]

thank you

[@alannahayes8132]

Fedelyn Beltran thank ypu

[@saranalen2741]

"Run your fingers over every name that has left your mouth for the last time and tell yourself you've done the right thing" That was so beautiful

[@Squiddy-xu4rr]

"6. When boys begin searching for hospital room hearts you warn them yours is a broken glass bottle. They don't care, or they don't hear you. They cut themselves on sharp tongues trying to make fingerpaintings with the blood on their hands, make it sound so beautiful you almost believed them...almost." I memorized and performed this piece years ago and this part still makes me cry. Thank you for this life changer, Bianca.

[@leigha9768]

"Practice on the ones you love most, that way, nothing can hurt you." That part seriously hurt me.

[@jessicawut]

Literally the most painful way I've ever heard a girl with "daddy issues" described. It felt like daggers to hear but I need it.

[@camgarify]

The thing that got me is when she repeated 'almost'.

[@daisyalicia4038]

Especially since she has a poem called almosts.

[@chiaranox4688]

Same here. It killed me how she said "almost"...

[@ninesnines2652]

wow, you are really attentive

[@sewerret1]

I always look forward to her poems, she is such an amazing poet

[@melaniedonato7958]

sewerret1 agree!!!

[@Ramonerdna]

SHIIIIIIIIIIT! tHIS POEM IS AMAZING ONLY HALF WAY THROUGH AND I had to rewind. 'Leave before they realize you're not worth staying for'That hit me so hard

[@biancafeaulait]

"You see every outstretched hand as a palm preparing to drown you. So, you sink further underwater and ignore the burning in your chest."

[@diz.420]

This is the words I wish I could stop thinking when I smile to any man that I wish I could have. Because every man that I once had that I thought I'd never lose wrote each word along the way, creating the poem that is my past. The feeling of laughing and movies and kisses. Endless nights of cuddles and attempts to pull down the only barrier you have between him and his only goal... I'm crying and crying and crying... My laugh is lost in the memory of his touch. He gave you words you thought were yours. His words were his fists and the punches he threw were only for what he though he could have... The words he left for the body that he once wanted... But they all stop trying. They all realize that the blows that they throw are no longer something I am worthy of... They're gone. Then days, months, years go by and you finally fix yourself... Alone. Then the one comes along and you wonder if the punches will maybe... just maybe... ever be truths...

[@karanicole2610]

1. your father speaks of his youth with revelry: spills his life across the table like an overturned drink, covering everything. your mother doesn’t speak. any stories of her premarital life come from your father’s mouth. he speaks of how he tamed her, saved her from a life of reckless abandon, clipped her wings to keep her from flying too close to the sun; but icarus would have just (assumed) drowned than burned, and the silence in your mother’s mouth is a saltwater darkness. she does not speak up to defend herself. even now, years after their divorce: your father’s voice can fill a room and your mother still makes space for it. when your mother teaches you not to be swallowed- she is already sitting in the belly of the beast she once loved. you wonder if she has grown to love the darkness like she once loved the man. 2. the day you learn the importance of emergency exits is the day your heartbeat stops sounding familiar. it is a stuttering tongue, a trembling hand. your heart beats like closing doors, beats like your father’s fading footsteps, beats like every plea you will learn how to swallow: don’t go, don’t go, don’t go, don’t- your father teaches you how to be the first one to walk away- leave before they realize you are not worth staying for. 3. when your mother tells you not to be afraid of falling in love, you do not miss the way her hands shake. you wonder if they miss the handcuff weight of the ring that used to rest on that finger, wonder if you too will fall in love with a padlock man. you begin to be weary of boys with birdcage hands. they have mouths like oceans and your mother is still wringing sea water from her bones. 4. you master the art of slipping away by starting small: fix your body’s clock so you always wake up first, plot escape routes like pastime, force your heart to beat: just go, just go, just go, just- practice on the ones you love most, that way nothing can hurt you. you cannot break a mangled thing and you don’t know the last time your heart sounded like a heart. 5. he tells you “you eat like a bird.” you tell him your mother taught you well. he laughs and reaches for your hand. you smile and begin to slip through the cage of his fingers. 6. when boys begin searching for hospital room hearts you warn them yours is a broken glass bottle. they don’t care or they don’t hear you.they cut themselves on sharp tongues trying to make finger paintings with the blood on their hands: make it sound so beautiful you almost believe them. almost. soon you will know they will wake up with scars and blame you, so you leave them a bandage in the dark and don’t look back. leave before they realize you are not worth scarring for. 7. you see every outstretched hand as a palm preparing to drown you, so you sink farther underwater and ignore the burning in your chest, run your fingers over every name that has ever left your mouth for the last time, and tell yourself: you have done the right thing.

[@bianca146g]

"you don't know the last time your heart sounded like a heart." mine is breaking so much.....

[@tarotoffire7070]

This poem is really well written, I hate how much I relate to it, the delivery was really well spoken too.

[@christinaabilasha6285]

- You cannot break a mangled thing.- -You warn them yours is a broken glass bottle.- -Leave before they realize you are not worth scarring for- -You have done the right thing.- Something broken can never be fixed and once its broken it can never trust again...I find this so true because i cannot love anyone in fear of being hurt...i push the ones I love away and find myself drowning slowly and i have no one to blame but myself :'(

[@nusaybahsophiasmith2343]

I can relate to this more than I wish I could...

[@melymorfin2847]

It's hard to see yourself in many ways along this poem. I cry everytime. Beauiful.

[@chloeepinay15]

"Boys with birdcage hands" sounds like something Sarah Kay would say :)

[@asiamarie4]

sarah kay is my favorite

[@miamarisa7772]

Yes! Sarah is amazing!

[@angelblessings4065]

She is a bit like her in delivery, hand gestures, though not as natural, but that will come. I think Sarah has been her inspiration. Excellent piece.

[@meatballhead02]

I watch this video again, and again! Thanks Bianca Phipps, for being such a great word poet, and creating something that resonates so deeply with me.

[@court4362]

Someone articulated all my mistakes into a few stanzas

[@dolotsofacid]

+Courtnie Lucas It strikes me as a dynamic poem that redefines mistakes along the way; which stanzas?

[@misterbearmore4633]

this is my poem... War Is War is a stormy night, with roaring lightning and lavish snow, In a once bright morning filled with blooming flowers and gushing sunshine. In the storm we went, to find even the slightest bit of light, through the thick clouds we travel, with no relief in sight. Lightning strikes, through the thunder, the fire is spreading, all around us the wind is screaming. The monster of a storm was unmerciful consuming everything within its path. Through the memories of my mind, the events of the storm will be an everlasting trait of time.

[@leynalouise5329]

great poem

[@husnaamood1206]

i love it

[@angelicaschuyler5903]

Wow this a great poem

[@kyrasullivan9969]

This is beautiful

[@laurengeter9380]

"Leave before they realize you are not worth staying for" ❤️

[@nosferat-ew]

This poem speaks volumes to me; she puts into words feelings I've had that I have not even been able to identify yet. Beautiful.

[@LaLokitaBlanca]

3 years later and I still listen to this. One of my favorite poems and she's most definitely my favorite poet.

[@casimira7370]

I've listened to this every morning for weeks. It hits me to the core.

[@GabbyCabacungan]

God, you can hear the pain in her voice and it broke me too.

[@saritalarasati1594]

The way her voice breaks on 2:20 and 2:24 and 2:52 breaks my heart

[@ceegothique9985]

I never get tired of hearing this poem. So much feels. 😞

[@Saraad94]

This poem is so powerful! I keep going back to watch this video over and over again.

[@reginaphalange3514]

I connected to this one soo much I cried. I'm the type of person who can't explain how I feel , but this one says it all.

[@carsh]

that was so beautiful

[@Lvcii13]

Bianca Phipps is so wonderful poet and is so beautiful and delicate.

[@richardmorbid7978]

This girl deserves somebody who won't care if they get scarred. With her literary intelligence, she should be with an English Linguist. She needs to know love. And not the love underneath the bed sheets on a Friday night. She's a girl who has been through a lot. So she deserves ALOT more. I hope she finds it.

[@ThereForTomorrowMCR]

Amazingly constructed and so real. Snaps to yah, Bianca.

[@MzLPN]

Your poetry is the most beautiful and moving that I have ever heard.

[@Lunipu]

This has been my favorite for so many years

[@WIDBAU]

This poem speaks to me and seems to tell my story. It makes me ache. Thank you for articulating so beautifully what I never could.

[@joyn5270]

Where is this girl? I heard this poem years ago in my 20s. As I revisit this years later, I feel this on so many levels. This is brilliant and true.

[@bigprettyeyes8465]

When she said when your father is a first person to teach you how to leave I felt that

[@reemhakeem8214]

This honestly made me cry, reminded me of my mother

[@indrimahadiraka5382]

This made me cry everytime

[@miamarisa7772]

She reminds me of Sarah Kay and Sabrina Benaim

[@kendalhooper3302]

I don't say these things out loud, so I never knew someone else felt the same way I do. Thank you.

[@perpetuallychaotic6109]

I will never get over how brilliant this poem is.

[@FrancescaGeorgiou]

Super powerful. I am completely overwhelmed by this one. I hope it clings to me for a while.

[@tennessee271]

Yes she's back!!

[@sheiCos]

This poem has expressed all that I have been through. Thank you

[@tabithalavigne7748]

2019 and this is still my favorite slam poem

[@grettajoseph1208]

"Like every plea u will learn how to swallow"....heart sinks a little😖

[@angelis915]

i have watched this video a thousand times, i now know this poem word for word

[@brennasbeautycorner]

I have watched this at least 10 times since I found it yesterday. I'm in love.

[@amyle1408]

Rightfully titled. Broke my heart too.

[@sydneyhall8244]

made me cry. beautiful.

[@dhritisingh2239]

OMG. This is on loop for me. Every word she speaks is like double edged sword for me.

[@Lunipu]

i could listen to this a million times, so beautiful

[@sunflower_tae]

"...plot escape routes like past time, force your heart to beat: 'just go, just go, just-'...practice on the ones you love most..that way nothing can hurt you. You cannot break a mangled thing and you don't know the last time your heart sounded like a heart.." "Run your finger over every name that has left your mouth for the last time and tell yourself you have done the right thing" That got me...

[@samanthachristensen9849]

Oh my god, this poem is truly incredible!

[@Boo-up3bh]

Pls every poetry need to be on spotify plsss

[@kashishgupta7975]

this poem is a masterpiece. thank you for this. thank you so much for this.

[@Boomchikachika]

Listening to poetry is the only way I can cry anymore.

[@Saanvi3333]

This was recommended to me by YT but ngl I loved it from bottom of my heart. Every word touched me :)

[@teddiursula]

Sobbing. Those words really got me

[@Sans-qg1lg]

This is so beautiful. It leaves me speechless

[@melaniedonato7958]

Bianca

[@SaldanaSean]

She dropped so much heat with this one. Oh my God.

[@lanyseruff4861]

This honestly made me cry

[@sarahh4021]

"Your father teaches you how to be the first one to walk away, Leave before they realize you were not worth staying for."

[@lakotasnsd8018]

this is so incredibly beautiful, button poetry is what poetry is, they have the most beautiful poets :-)))

[@mrscupcakechic]

i'm in tears.

[@kalliamelya6117]

the imagery is incredible, this poem is powerfully sad

[@user-yk9sk7pg6v]

Such wonderful poems on here! thank you

[@jennifer_henry_111]

Straight to my heart. Paralyzingly powerful.

[@mariamelsayed667]

She is incredible

[@jaxzed7365]

This is so true and it frightens me

[@OURAN44]

It makes me sad about how much I can relate to this poem

[@kcmento4956]

I don't think I've ever felt such a connection with a poem before...

[@Tori-mh7fg]

Right in the feels. I love it.

[@MerrickTheAlien]

Every word. Now tears.

[@Katyuwkaa]

Sadly, I truly relate to it. Beautiful poem.

[@annabellejoy]

i've been waiting for something like this. very.. very well done.

[@ricaidioma6131]

Watching this was the right thing.

[@KevinJohnBAltes]

hi? :D

[@ruffacortez8293]

Man, she's so amazing

[@morganbroussard6028]

This is amazing. I got so emotional. It really touched me.

[@CraftyShawn]

Love this poem she is really good

[@intoxicary]

Powerful words.

[@emberward377]

This is breathtaking

[@tessastclair]

really hits home.

[@makapaka6452]

Woah! That was unreal! Just amazing!

[@bree89925]

crying 💔 so good!

[@carsonh7326]

Man, oh man... she's good!

[@DK-xc2lz]

Wow just wow!!

[@nickhantzopulos4145]

this girl just intimidates me

[@tabithalavigne4008]

This is my favorite slam poem

[@saniam3503]

This is so beautiful

[@_Quazar_]

"You don't know the last time your heart sounded like a heart". Well damn.

[@siannamercado-aiona6401]

I got so emotional omg

[@magica4679]

My god you are brilliant