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open-the-catacombs · 1 year
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Memories of the Dying Kid 
Introduction: 
We all want a book that will make us think differently, one that isn’t like others, that is raw. Being a reader myself I have always been interested in writing and although I am not the best writer I figured I would give it a shot. Create something new, something I haven’t read before in a format that is unique as well. This relates to me in a lot of ways and parts of myself and my life are splashed in the pages of this story but it's not about me, nor you the reader, it's about the characters and their story.  A memoir of sorts, a diary, a recount of events if you will, this is a story that hits home and comforts but can also be mortifying. Welcome to my attempt to make a banned book.
Thank you:
Thank you to all those that inspired this book whether you know it or not, and thank you to all those who have edited and will as you read, you are all a big help. 
Warning: 
Some events may be triggering or not for some people to read, please take caution and be mindful of one's own headspace. The ability to read is a powerful thing, but so is the ability of knowing when to put a book down and breathe. 
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open-the-catacombs · 2 years
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He's making me open up to him about you, and now I am getting nightmares of the thought you could ruin me again. When all I want is to be in his arms
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open-the-catacombs · 2 years
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I'll be the worst parts of the both of us, so you can be the shinning light they want you to be
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open-the-catacombs · 2 years
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I would set the world on fire, and tear myself limb from limb. Just to see you smile, from all the chaos I've made.
I'm normally a masochist but your hate for the world has turned me into a sadist against it
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open-the-catacombs · 2 years
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You're keeping these secrets from me. And I'm not believing a word you say. But you don't even realize that I'm packing my things while you're still trying to pretend that things are alright
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open-the-catacombs · 2 years
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Why turn the other cheek, when the sting of your words is just as painful as the handprint you leave behind
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open-the-catacombs · 2 years
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Breaking me was all part of the plan wasn't it? All you wanted was a body to sink your teeth into, and I was a more than willing participant for you.
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open-the-catacombs · 2 years
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I am drowning in the daily life of a student trying to survive.
Every morning I drown in my coffee, slip after slip I start to reach the top.
I drown in the responsibilities of having to be a good daughter, helping after helping I don't have much time for anymore disapointment.
Drowning in the hopes to be a good girlfriend, loving the boy I adore as he always should have been, but always feeling after emptying my love.
Never breathing with the weight of school and work, trying to complete one to help with the other, the balance is uneven as I tip back further into one or the other.
I drown and I drown and no one is there to safe me, I just need to keep swimming and hope I'll be able to save myself in the end
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open-the-catacombs · 2 years
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We could be perfect, everything could be fine. If only you'd just let me inside.
We've been through a lot we both know it. On two sides of the same coin.
So why don't you let me in and forgive you, of all the people in the world wouldn't it mean more coming from the other side of things?
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open-the-catacombs · 2 years
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I want you so bad, and you say you do too.
But if that's the truth, then why is it whenever we need to fight for each other.... we just cower away in fear?
Do we just want to feel loved but are too afraid to love another and risk getting hurt?
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open-the-catacombs · 2 years
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I'm wide awake thinking of her next to you, I'm wide awake still loving you, even as you tear my heart in two
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open-the-catacombs · 2 years
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I can't say it in person and I don't know why, but please know...
I love you
I love you
I love you
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open-the-catacombs · 2 years
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Thoughts 20.07.22
How is it that you can love someone without ever truly knowing them? How is it that you can feel so many connections with so many people and still not be satisfied until you meet that person that just fits. Had I realized this sooner would I have skipped all the chaos and gone straight to you? Save myself from the pain and the growth to be able to be by your side and love you as quickly and truly as you have for me? I feel such strong feelings for you but can't seem to say the words.
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open-the-catacombs · 2 years
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You don't even realize you're falling
Until its already begun
And as you continue to be falling
You start to become undone
And the longer I look into your eyes
I know there's no place I would rather be
With you I can soar through the skies
I know I want you to be with me
he likes it when they rhyme
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open-the-catacombs · 2 years
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I don't know what it is but falling for you is almost natural for me. Where were you all my life?
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open-the-catacombs · 2 years
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Hearts
The heart wants what it wants, and babe I've been begging for yours.
You leave me every morning and come back late every night.
I'd give you all of my days and all of me, if you spared me a second.
I'd give you the world even with the perfume on your collar and the lipstick on your cheek.
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open-the-catacombs · 2 years
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Haiku Balance
You are my weakness but
I don't understand how
You are my strength too
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