Healinghurt Stories

I've been with so many That it truly hurts It's like I can't feel my legs Or any part of me I Zelia Anderson Need a second chance

just some words that come to my mind every so often. Read if you want to read. Hopefully my poetry or any poetry heals your hurt.

"𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙫𝙞𝙫𝙖𝙡. 𝙇𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙜𝙤 𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙙𝙤𝙢." 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺. 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨- 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺, 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘌𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘰𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘐 𝘢𝘥𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦, 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘴 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦'𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘥.