Not Lonely, Just Alone
Maybe it can be both
Sometimes I feel like
I am too good
At being
Alone.
I depend on myself so much
That I feel constantly heavy.
Weighed down with the
Weight of the world.
Thoughts sit on top of me
Even when
I
Don’t
Want
Them
To.
Why didn’t anyone teach me that
stopping to
catch your breath
won’t make you come in last place?
My shoulders always feel so tired.
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Bria Lamonica
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'20/20'
"Do It Again" the track that would ultimately open the Beach Boys final album on Capitol Records which was released on February 10th 1969 had originally been released as a single in August of 1968. The track was the first of many post-Pet Sounds era throwbacks to the early Beach Boys sound which would become continually more cliched and eventually lead the Beach Boys to the level of self-parody they would eventually succumb to in the 1980s while their closest contemporaries The Beatles nearing the end of their run in 1969 would go on to be viewed as the most influential band of all time. However, the song itself is not bad on its surface, and it opens with a futuristic sounding (for 1969) drumbeat captured by then-Beach Boys engineer Stephen Desper using tape delays on the drums performed by Dennis Wilson and John Guerin. The song has been re-recorded numerous times over the years on various Beach Boys-related projects most notably the 2011 re-recording at Capitol studios featuring the five surviving Beach Boys at the time backed instrumentally by various members of both the Brian Wilson Band and Mike Loves touring "Beach Boys" to promote the then upcoming Beach Boys 50th Anniversary reunion tour in 2012. The hammering and power drill sound at the end of the song was an excerpt from a track called "Workshop" that was to be a part of the uncompleted "SMiLE" album.
By Sean Callaghan6 days ago in Beat
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You are not alone. We are friends. ☀️ Honestly, one of the best poems I have ever read, and believe me, I have read a lot. Love yourself always.
This is artwork. ⚡💙⚡
Beautiful poem!
Congratulations on your Top Story!
So relatable! I love how you structured each sentence! I read it a second time like I was struggling to catch my breath and it blew my mind. Not sure if that was intentional or not but great work!
Congrats on top story.
Life can be so heavy when we look to ourselves to carry every load. Excellent work.
Love it 😍
Congratulations on Top Story!!🎉🎉🎉
Wow. Great poem
How beautiful, direct, and simple your poem is. This is truly how we feel. Thank you for sharing.
Congratulations on your TS.
Oh, I know these feelings well. You captured them perfectly!
Very similar thoughts myself. Nicely wrote
This is a wonderful poem - thoughts sit on me is such a great line. Congrats on TS
Đôi khi cần khoảng không gian cho riêng mình.
Took the thoughts right out of my brain with this one! I love to be alone, but I also hate having to spend so much time in my own mind, and that’s always worse when you are alone. A very honest and interesting poem!
I feel the weight in the words you woven into your poem. Congratulations on Top Story. I love this - so relatable.
Hopefully, you are able to focus on it now and give yourself that breathing space.
Relatable, I always feel that too...
It is very heartful. It reflects on a lot of people.
Wow! This is so relatable and true! We definitely all need to stop and catch our breaths.
You just summarised my existence. Wonderfully worded.
Weight lifting is tough as a solitary sport. Love this poem.
Damn .sending hugs 🫂