Scene one.

I’m currently working on a post but it’s quite involved and not ready to be shared yet. I think you’ll all enjoy it; I personally feel it may be the best yet as it paints a detailed portrait of a narcissist. I hope you’ll be patient with me until it’s finished!

Until then, here is one of my favorite poems by r. h. Sin. My mom got me a book by him shortly after I discovered the truth about my husband. He quickly became my favorite poet.

Scene one

You’re waiting aren’t you

You’re 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 still you 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 told 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 hurting 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 as a friend

Or a stranger who gives a fuck

I just wish to see you grow

I’m tired of seeing you stuck

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