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Also by r.h. Sin

Whiskey Words & a Shovel I

Whiskey Words & a Shovel II

Whiskey Words & a Shovel III

Rest in the Mourning

A Beautiful Composition of Broken

Algedonic

Planting Gardens in Graves

scene one.

you’re waiting aren’t you

you’re always waiting for a sign

something that’ll help you believe

in him and all of his lies

you’re in denial about the truth

never questioning his excuse

say you think highly of yourself

but you still entertain his abuse

what happened to your soul

i see the bruises and the scars

he never deserved to touch your canvas

how’d you forget that you are art

i know it fucking hurts

but i’ll just say this because it’s true

any man who hurts your heart

is incapable of falling for you

and i know somewhere you agree

this is the hardest lesson learned

thought it was cool to play with fire

but no one warned you that it’d burn

now all the promises were broken

you cut yourself on shards of lies

smiling in every selfie

but inside you scream and cry

now what’s a heart to do

when it aches black and blue

you put trust in his hands

but now his hands are harming you

there is love, i hope you find it

it lives within, i hope you find it

that text says, “baby i miss you”

but i hope you know he’s lying

think of me a friend

or a stranger who gives a fuck

i just wish to see you grow

i’m tired of seeing you stuck

scene two.

where do you go

when your eyes stare into the moon

where do you go

when your heart feels too heavy

to hold

do you even know how beautiful you are

how the stars envy you

full of a light that shines through darkness

full of life in the dead of night

searching for yourself

lost in a forest of misfortune

and betrayal

you could yell and wake up the sun

and yet you sit silently in the darkness

in deep thought

like a daydream that occurs at night

i wonder where you wander

when you look into the moon

scene three.

she felt like feeling nothing

cold like a touch of winter

empty like the wine bottles

that took up space in her room

a summer of mistakes

led her here

a bed filled with loneliness

and a heart tired of breaking

she felt like feeling nothing

she grew tired missing you

scene four.

just because they’re good-looking

doesn’t mean they’ll be good to you

some things or some bodies

are just nice to look at

but those same things

those same some bodies

could be the same ones

to destroy the joy in your heart

be careful

scene five.

she knows things

she knows so much more

than you realize

noticing it all

and so much of what she sees

has become too much for her heart

she lives with it

your secrets, your lies

the things you’ve kept hidden

she knows every hiding place

and yet she says nothing

she sits silently

watching you play a losing game

with her heart

one day she’ll let you know

what she knows

and that’ll be the day

that she’s ready to let go

scene six.

i think in some way

the liquor complicated

but somehow complemented

her grief in a temporary way

often drinking whatever she could