Adelina M. Thorn

“It takes great courage to see the world in all its tainted glory, and still to love it.” - Oscar Wilde

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Adelina M. Thorn

“It takes great courage to see the world in all its tainted glory, and still to love it.” - Oscar Wilde

Writings

Followers

Following

You Never Asked, But…

Adelina M. Thorn

1 min read

I’ve been breaking apart

These past couple of weeks

I’ve been falling into a rabbit hole

Not knowing what it is I seek

Is it truth?

Or maybe kindness?

Maybe it’s just one person

Who doesn’t call me worthless

Failures never stray past your eyes

But my successes you’ll let stride

I’ve already lost count

Of how many nights I’ve uncontrollably cried

Tears do nothing

Is what you say

With eyes dark...

Poetry

Good Enough For You

Adelina M. Thorn

1 min read

Dear daddy, I want to say sorry

For not being the best

I wanted to apologize

For not being like the rest

I’m sorry I screw up

At least 5 times a day

I’m sorry I’m not like my brother

With straight A’s all the way

I’m sorry that I’m worthless

That I’m not as smart as him

I’m sorry that I could never be the daughter you wanted

Who would always win

I’m sorry for trying to be myself

I’m sorry for a...

Poetry

Inferior

Adelina M. Thorn

1 min read

Glistening blue eyes sparkle in the lamplight

Lipsticked lips red and bright

Blonde locks as smooth as silk

Can’t you stop making me feel like filth?

A shabby brown frock I wear

My makeup tenderly handled yet it still looks like I have no care

Face dotted with pimples and pores

I’m about as pretty as a wild boar

Shining silver and gold necklaces line your neck

Compared to that I look like a wr...

Anorexic

Adelina M. Thorn

1 min read

Arms too skinny

Face too hollow

Legs too boney

The faraway look in your eyes is hard to follow

Wide smile as plastic as a doll

Stomache not showing any meat at all

Hazel eyes artificially bright

Actions mechanically performed

Words twisted with a bitter edge

What’s this strange though making me feel alarmed?

Kitchen pantry fully stocked all month

It’s like all this time you’ve never eaten lunch...

Poetry

Behind Closed Doors

Adelina M. Thorn

5 min read

Trigger warning: Child abuse, violence, language, and mentions of alcohol. Ntp. If you’re sensitive to these topics please do not read.

My bruised and bloodied hand rests on the doorknob to my apartment as I try to judge if my father is asleep or not.

It’s twelve o’clock at night, and I just came back from a shift at the convenience store all the way across the city. A drunken customer had c...

Drama

All The Things I Never Told You

Adelina M. Thorn

2 min read

No one but them knew she had only a day left to live. She had dirty blond hair, matted and coarse yet still somehow remaining glossy and silky. Green eyes that had long since lost their sparkle locks on my face, sorrow and emptiness and a hint of another unnamed emotion coating the dark irises.

“This is our last time talking to each other, huh?” She says with a faraway look in her eyes.

I swall...

Romance

Sakura

Adelina M. Thorn

1 min read

Light green against red

Petals bathed in bright pink

Cherry blossoms bloom...

Poetry

Out Of Reach

Adelina M. Thorn

1 min read

Words just out of reach

Jumbled up into a mess

Writer’s block strikes hard...

Poetry

Sweet Bloody Dreams

Adelina M. Thorn

2 min read

I walk into a room covered in what seems to be gallons upon gallons of blood. Reds and dark pink as far as the eye can see. A bed with rose petals strewn across the scarlet blankets. Crimson walls painted in a vivid red, with a slight purplish hue. Bright red lights hang from the shining chandelier above me. On a small mahogany table, books with strange dark red symbols on the covers. I cautiously...

Horror

The Perfect Daughter

Adelina M. Thorn

1 min read

I’m sorry for not being beautiful

Tangled black hair and plain brown eyes

Are far from the prettiest sight

I’m sorry for not working harder

Fainting and black circles around my eyes

Aren’t an excuse to not try

I’m sorry for not being better

Bright red scars line my arms

Feelings of inadequacy led to self harm

I’m sorry for not understanding

That you couldn’t ever be proud of me

I wouldn’t eith...

Poetry

Drama