it lives there.
silence is a home
and it houses everything
i’ll never say

—

this was
okay i liked
that there was
little to none of
the confusing breaks such
as this one

This collection was another one of heartbreak, self-love and feminism all in one package. A new addition to those was the topic of disorders, such as OCD and anxiety. I really wasn't expecting those and it was great that Sin shone a light on them.

Now, the writing is something I'm undecided on. There were rarely poems that I felt were really poetic. Don't get me wrong, they were important poems, relatable and I enjoyed some of them, but it was as if it wasn't poetry. I found a lot of the writing was basic and they didn't really scream poetic to me nor did they stand out much at all. Another thing with the writing: repetitive. I've said this in just about all my R.H. Sin reviews and I'm getting tired of saying it. There was less "they don't deserve you" and "you only need yourself" compared to [b:Planting Gardens in Graves|34325193|Planting Gardens in Graves|R.H. Sin|https://images.gr-assets.com/books/1488114369s/34325193.jpg|55388464] but the same poems, same phrases were there over and over again and it just came across as stodgy.

This collection was really just a mixture of me either really enjoying the poems or downright speed-reading through them just to get it over with.

further from truth.
amazing isn’t it
the way that every lie that gets told
contains just enough truth to seem believable
but not enough truth to be true