love will not heal me, i will always be a woman of wounds, love will not heal me, but will hold my hand if i ever heal myself. please like this so i an come back to it when i need it most
Love will heal you. First your heart opens to forgive and love yourself. Then it opens further to stop blaming everyone else in life for the pain we have lived and endured…forgiving ourselves, our parents, our schooling, our experiences, realizing that everyone did the best that could with what they learned themselves of love…it maybe was inadequate to meet our needs but hurt was not intended…it was all they had…agony screamed inside them too…take the burden of guilt from them…let them die in peace…let you continue your life in peace and reconciliation. Then we forgive our present. The agony we have caused those who live close to us…we humble ourselves to lay our sorrow our pain at their feet…those we love deeply and were so afraid to let them free us and embrace us and believe in the beauty and strength of their love🤟🏼we accept we are truly loved and our souls creek open to once again kneel before a loving Spirit knowing that He never left. It was us who ran away from him. No need now. Simply accept it and love and live life once more.
You will heal sweet girl & love yourself immensely because you’re so worth it…. You have such purpose in your story that will heal others when told… We become beautifully broken after surrendering all our pain to Jesus who died in our place because he loves us that much…. meet him there & surrender, he’s waiting for you with open arms.. you are so Loved🙏
Here's the full poem: I had a therapist tell me once, it was ironic how much love I gave out, 'cause I didn't give much to myself. She laughed, like self-love was a sick joke. I chuckled, then cried at home. I had someone tell me once, I could not love anyone else until I learn to love myself. This time, I got to laugh. This time, the sick joke was mine, was me. Might as well wait forever. I remember hating myself at the age of seven, journals filled to the brim with criticisms. By eight, I had enough pages to stitch them into wings to fly close enough to the sun, to see my tears turn to steam, felt the wax burn on my shoulders and mold into thick skin. I was nine when I wanted to die. Thirteen when I found a solution, figured if I could cut my legs enough gravity would let me go. When it didn't, I tied a pillowcase around my neck, twisting like the rope swings I knew so well from childhood, heard my heartbeat pound in my ears like a warning drum, then fade. I'd almost convinced myself I'd done it. When I started writing, I smeared my blood on every page to remind myself that everything beautiful has a consequence. I'd hoped to stall the clotting long enough to give myself to the craft and let myself go. I have died so many times. So when I told you that loving you almost makes life worth it, I was not joking. When I tell you that loving you almost makes me forget how much I hate myself, it is not poetry. Loving you is taking all of the love I could never give myself and putting it to good use. It is reminding myself that if someone can love a dying thing this way, can hold the Lazarus of my body and give thanks for the way it holds back. If someone can kiss the scars, administer the pills, absorb the bad days and wake up smiling next to me, then I can try to breathe again. Because self-love does not always come first. Or second. Or even ever. But your love be the guardrail on the ledge, be the drawers that hide all the sharp things, Be the body that carries my collapsed frame into bed, be the flowers you bought, Because even though they are dying too, they still dance. Love will not heal me, will not wipe my slate of a body clean - I will always be a woman of wounds, of rope-mark neck and melted skin. Love will not heal me, but it will hold my hand if I ever heal myself, and maybe teach me a joke that I can stay alive long enough to laugh at. I love you, enough to want to love myself too.
Wow my feelings thank you. Words of expressions. U are a diva with in .Having its a process to recover to uncover to rover the author self loveit tree locality ❤❤❤❤❤God blessyou.Words o expression .I'll srat my writing I'm experienced this too.Im. heLed.I 9ve me today I have work I am aware of life grateful grateful ❤❤❤❤❤❤
“I will always love you even tho you dropped me for someone I missed when we would run to are phones/tablets to text each other after school..even tho you left me for them I will still love you I feel for you dumn trick you went in my life made me suffer and out you went so happy …you left me like trash on the floor!…for them I might of fell for your stupid trick but I’m strong just because you won me dosent mean you will do it again…-made by:me to: (…………)
Let go of the past and don't let no brown eye Sagittarius monster named k... Lol naw. It was my own jealousy that got the best of me Turned me into a person I never thought b west could be. I reckon these Separations, well, they come and go like the wind through trees or crackheads through the 23s. It ain't no use to grieve over milk that's settled or somebody you thought you could change to do better. I used to pretend this pretence but the 1 u ponderin on I guarantee ain't a pondering on you in the end that type of shit a leave you scarred building walls of emotional defence. You left me, broke down and depleted, went from best friends to nothing in a weekend. You know my weakness. I have nobody to talk to or that I can trust with all my secrets Like I thought I could with you and you went on to leak them Depression hits me hard and doubts about me start to creep in. You changed the person that I was you won and I'm defeated. tried to cut u out of my mind then see the scars and start to thinkin But the thing that cut the deepest Is knowing how to speak it and find the words of moving on and being unable to reach them like I love u but i hate u fuckin bitch an u the reason That I'm stuck in just 1 body feeling like 2 different people Therapists tell me shit but it don't even me or seem equal to the fact I feel invisible like I'm mother fuckin see through It's a movie that ends and then I have to watch the sequel I don't know if this is God punishing me for being evil Or if it's me punishing me for being unable to keep u But the more I write this out I get the realization I need to Like I'm sounding like a bitch foreal but bitch foreal I do not need u Fuck u, your mom and grams That's why your baby daddy beat u u left me for another man for the same situation I changed for you to be a better man U fuck him then he fucks her and then tomorrow he'll be back again no wonder u got them hanging lips I bet them shits flap in a fan Bitch I was your biggest fan And u cut out my heart and buried it in the desert sands demon in disguise who will fuck this guy then that guy I bet that body count like Debbie does Dallas high The shit u did to me Befriended me Pretending u was fixing me told me all these little things Then left me for a Lenny kravits lip ring probably fucked me out of sympathy mentally injured me then literally turned into the enemy . You had dudes w attitudes harassing me who was smashing u. I could a left the bastard black and blue but it wasn't worth the hassle when all I had to do was sit back and view now u ain't even w that dude like don't mind me I was just passing through I oughta link back w dude n have a laugh or 2 it wasn't me Kim.. there's a reason no1 can last w u I never once drove past your house even thought of coming after you You was exposing me online when I was hurt, in love, and mad at u. That was a savage move So I give u your gratitude cause I never imagined that u had that in u And u only exposed half the truth to make me look like this bastard who broke down for not having you .. well I guess that was true It probably still sounds like that too. Like I don't know longitude from latitude But I was going through the motions that some emotions have to do I would never come back to you That shit just left me baffled I battled over a practice move when u told me that u loved me then showed me that u was capping too don't even know what the fuck was attracted to when I look back at the few memories I still have of you my dick just turn flacid boo cause there's nothing in this world that I ever would want to have with you You taught me love is like slavery and now shits abolished
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Max.... this poem si for you Roses are red violets are blue...... Your dirty rotten cheater... i hate you Edit- Ash this one si for you❤ Roses are red violets r blue I love you and i will foever... Info-Hi guys my real name si Zack and max and i broke up bc i found him cheating on me i blocked him from all social platforms then i found ash❤(Bf)
"I love you enough to want to love myself too. "
I can't unhear that 😢. My feelings...
Shouldn’t you love and be comfortable enough with yourself before you chose to be in a relationship?
She should have made a song with juice wrld! He 🔥🔥
Speaking of me...smh 😢😢
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i love youuuu
“Loving you is taking all the love I couldn’t give myself and putting it to good use”…dang my heart
love will not heal me, i will always be a woman of wounds, love will not heal me, but will hold my hand if i ever heal myself. please like this so i an come back to it when i need it most
Deep lines
This describe my love to Christ
Loving him makes me forget how much I hate my self.
Amen, exactly, i’m crying now cause of this comment 😭😭
Poetry can sometimes be revealing .
I appreciate her having the creativity and courage to show herself her inner self .
I say Dope Poem. God Bless 🙌🏼✨
"""Love will not heal me , but it will hold my hand if i ever heal myself ""
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That line got me good too
Always love yourself first. Find help. Loving yourself is so important, and there are people out there who are always ready to help. ❤❤😊
That Nayo Jones poem will always be my favorite . She gave her all on it
This describes how I felt for my ex 😭
The emotions are real, too real🌸
Dear Healed Self.... Don't Leave Me Behind....Love Broken Self
Love will heal you. First your heart opens to forgive and love yourself. Then it opens further to stop blaming everyone else in life for the pain we have lived and endured…forgiving ourselves, our parents, our schooling, our experiences, realizing that everyone did the best that could with what they learned themselves of love…it maybe was inadequate to meet our needs but hurt was not intended…it was all they had…agony screamed inside them too…take the burden of guilt from them…let them die in peace…let you continue your life in peace and reconciliation. Then we forgive our present. The agony we have caused those who live close to us…we humble ourselves to lay our sorrow our pain at their feet…those we love deeply and were so afraid to let them free us and embrace us and believe in the beauty and strength of their love🤟🏼we accept we are truly loved and our souls creek open to once again kneel before a loving Spirit knowing that He never left. It was us who ran away from him. No need now. Simply accept it and love and live life once more.
You will heal sweet girl & love yourself immensely because you’re so worth it…. You have such purpose in your story that will heal others when told…
We become beautifully broken after surrendering all our pain to Jesus who died in our place because he loves us that much…. meet him there & surrender, he’s waiting for you with open arms.. you are so Loved🙏
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Poetry can reveal emptiness, lack of self-respect, self love, dignity and everything that's wrong or missing. Once revealed, the healing should start.
True love have payment the loyalty one keep doing it 🎉
This is great but emotions are definitely better than the poem itself
so simple and beautifuly❤️❤️
This is so beautiful
Awesome poem about healing.
Grown men don’t cry 😭😭
You are loved by the individuals who don’t see love in themselves.
Here's the full poem:
I had a therapist tell me once, it was ironic how much love I gave out, 'cause I didn't give much to myself. She laughed, like self-love was a sick joke. I chuckled, then cried at home. I had someone tell me once, I could not love anyone else until I learn to love myself. This time, I got to laugh. This time, the sick joke was mine, was me. Might as well wait forever. I remember hating myself at the age of seven, journals filled to the brim with criticisms. By eight, I had enough pages to stitch them into wings to fly close enough to the sun, to see my tears turn to steam, felt the wax burn on my shoulders and mold into thick skin. I was nine when I wanted to die. Thirteen when I found a solution, figured if I could cut my legs enough gravity would let me go. When it didn't, I tied a pillowcase around my neck, twisting like the rope swings I knew so well from childhood, heard my heartbeat pound in my ears like a warning drum, then fade. I'd almost convinced myself I'd done it. When I started writing, I smeared my blood on every page to remind myself that everything beautiful has a consequence. I'd hoped to stall the clotting long enough to give myself to the craft and let myself go. I have died so many times. So when I told you that loving you almost makes life worth it, I was not joking. When I tell you that loving you almost makes me forget how much I hate myself, it is not poetry. Loving you is taking all of the love I could never give myself and putting it to good use. It is reminding myself that if someone can love a dying thing this way, can hold the Lazarus of my body and give thanks for the way it holds back. If someone can kiss the scars, administer the pills, absorb the bad days and wake up smiling next to me, then I can try to breathe again. Because self-love does not always come first. Or second. Or even ever. But your love be the guardrail on the ledge, be the drawers that hide all the sharp things, Be the body that carries my collapsed frame into bed, be the flowers you bought, Because even though they are dying too, they still dance. Love will not heal me, will not wipe my slate of a body clean - I will always be a woman of wounds, of rope-mark neck and melted skin. Love will not heal me, but it will hold my hand if I ever heal myself, and maybe teach me a joke that I can stay alive long enough to laugh at. I love you, enough to want to love myself too.
who wrote this..
Wow my feelings thank you. Words of expressions. U are a diva with in .Having its a process to recover to uncover to rover the author self loveit tree locality ❤❤❤❤❤God blessyou.Words o expression .I'll srat my writing I'm experienced this too.Im. heLed.I 9ve me today I have work I am aware of life grateful grateful ❤❤❤❤❤❤
This is relateble 😢
By HIS Stripes You Are Healed & Whole Young Queen
🙏👑🙏
This hit deep! ❤️
I love me a lot I just need to know what it feels like to be loved by someone who loves me too 🥰😄😘❤💘
Awesome!!! thank you 🙏🙏🙏
this is making me cry
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This hits deep like really deep
“I will always love you even tho you dropped me for someone I missed when we would run to are phones/tablets to text each other after school..even tho you left me for them I will still love you I feel for you dumn trick you went in my life made me suffer and out you went so happy …you left me like trash on the floor!…for them
I might of fell for your stupid trick but I’m strong just because you won me dosent mean you will do it again…-made by:me to: (…………)
This sounds so raw
So inspiring, xxx, love this
Omg crying
That's so meaningful
Silently weeping while the world is sleeping- hoping,searching for a feeling- praying to God in need of healing-Hoping searching for a feeling
That’s deep 😊 I like this 🥸
Love is pain
That can heal
❤
Likewise 😩
Wish someone loved me that way it's always one sided 😢
Damn.
it makes me sad to see
someone sad but im sad mad and hurt all becuse of my mom
I will always be women of wound 😢
Beautiful🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺
😢😢🙂😭❤
Beautiful ❤
Sad 😢
Wow
Wow upside down spells “Mom” what’s does this mean? Nothing. Like this poem.
Thank you
Let go of the past and don't let no brown eye Sagittarius monster named k...
Lol naw. It was my own jealousy that got the best of me
Turned me into a person I never thought b west could be.
I reckon these Separations, well, they come and go like the wind through trees
or crackheads through the 23s.
It ain't no use to grieve over milk that's settled
or somebody you thought you could change to do better.
I used to pretend this pretence but the 1 u ponderin on I guarantee ain't a pondering on you in the end
that type of shit a leave you scarred building walls of emotional defence.
You left me, broke down and depleted,
went from best friends to nothing in a weekend.
You know my weakness.
I have nobody to talk to or that I can trust with all my secrets
Like I thought I could with you and you went on to leak them
Depression hits me hard and doubts about me start to creep in.
You changed the person that I was you won and I'm defeated.
tried to cut u out of my mind then see the scars and start to thinkin
But the thing that cut the deepest
Is knowing how to speak it
and find the words of moving on and being unable to reach them
like I love u but i hate u fuckin bitch an u the reason
That I'm stuck in just 1 body feeling like 2 different people
Therapists tell me shit but it don't even me or seem equal to the fact I feel invisible like I'm mother fuckin see through
It's a movie that ends and then I have to watch the sequel
I don't know if this is God punishing me for being evil
Or if it's me punishing me for being unable to keep u
But the more I write this out I get the realization I need to
Like I'm sounding like a bitch foreal but bitch foreal I do not need u
Fuck u, your mom and grams
That's why your baby daddy beat u
u left me for another man
for the same situation I changed for you to be a better man
U fuck him then he fucks her and then tomorrow he'll be back again
no wonder u got them hanging lips I bet them shits flap in a fan
Bitch I was your biggest fan
And u cut out my heart and buried it in the desert sands
demon in disguise
who will fuck this guy then that guy
I bet that body count like Debbie does Dallas high
The shit u did to me
Befriended me
Pretending u was fixing me
told me all these little things
Then left me for a Lenny kravits lip ring
probably fucked me out of sympathy
mentally injured me then literally turned into the enemy .
You had dudes w attitudes harassing me who was smashing u.
I could a left the bastard black and blue but it wasn't worth the hassle when all I had to do was sit back and view now u ain't even w that dude like don't mind me I was just passing through
I oughta link back w dude n have a laugh or 2
it wasn't me Kim.. there's a reason no1 can last w u
I never once drove past your house even thought of coming after you
You was exposing me online when I was hurt, in love, and mad at u. That was a savage move
So I give u your gratitude cause I never imagined that u had that in u
And u only exposed half the truth to make me look like this bastard who broke down for not having you .. well I guess that was true
It probably still sounds like that too.
Like I don't know longitude from latitude
But I was going through the motions that some emotions have to do
I would never come back to you
That shit just left me baffled I battled over a practice move when u told me that u loved me then showed me that u was capping too
don't even know what the fuck was attracted to
when I look back at the few memories I still have of you my dick just turn flacid boo cause there's nothing in this world that I ever would want to have with you
You taught me love is like slavery and now shits abolished
Woah this was actually beautiful wtf I did shed a tear
All of it is true
Woww
This is so sad
Things can you make more videos and send it on TH-cam because you watched you speaking is making sense go on with what are you pushing with God why danger line l love you 😭💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💗💋
🔥🔥🔥
❤ uyayishaya can you teach me ❤😢
Loving you makes me forget how much I hate myself
Jesus loves u. He suffered and died to save your soul. Come to Jesus.
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Damn...
Love is a failure 💔
😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
Jesus heals you
Then she left me
does anyone know who she is? i gotta hear more
Poem - “Healing” by Nayo Jones
This is what loving God is like😭
What is the background music
Background Song?
@@anamikaom the cinematic orchestra-to build a home
Who is this
ALMOST????????
Max.... this poem si for you
Roses are red violets are blue......
Your dirty rotten cheater... i hate you
Edit-
Ash this one si for you❤
Roses are red violets r blue
I love you and i will foever...
Info-Hi guys my real name si Zack and max and i broke up bc i found him cheating on me i blocked him from all social platforms then i found ash❤(Bf)
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What is the name of this preformance
"Healing" by nayo jones
what’s her name?
It’s not important. Look up Bukowski if you want a real Poet.
Nayo Jones
I don’t like it
You can't be loved if you don't love yourself.
That's not true.
i dont care
This is for you BTS......💜🥹
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