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Dedicated to Thorn

I knew a girl once and she reshaped my life as I know it. I've changed her name here, but the truth is I don't know what name she goes by now. Anyways here are the poems I feel are worth contributing to this collection, there are more about her but these are the ones I think aren't garbage.

Do You Remember Me?

I don't remember the day we met Thorn
I hope that doesn't upset you
But I can remember your face
I hope it's smiling
I can remember the day you told me your truth
I hope it's still your truth
I can remember how happy you looked
I hope you're still happy
I don’t remember the last time we talked
I hope you don't either
I remember when you stopped showing up
I hope it helped


I can remember you Thorn
I hope you remember me.

Untitled Thorn #2

You were only a child. Stuck in your own body
Trapped by a hostile community who hated you for daring to live
The only trans girl at school, forced to bite her tongue and suffer the bullies.
You were brave, one of the bravest people I’ve ever known.
And if it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have learned I was stuck in my own body.
I owe you the world, my world, my life. A life kept alive by you
In another life we got to be ourselves together, but life changes constantly.
It changed when we met
It changed when you came out
It changed when you left
It changed when I learned who I truly was.

Untitled Thorn #6

I think you cursed me
cursed me to see your face
hear your voice
speak your name
for all the rest of my life
I live because you showed me it was possible
and I believe it a curse
no
no
no
you made me a mess
and even then
I will proclaim your glory
and achievments for all
my life. So others may live
Like you

My Deerest Thorn

I saw a deer running in the road today
on the way home
I was terrified it would run into me
Then I was terrified it would die
before it reached it's destination
I feel stupid worrying about a doe
Stupid doe eyed fool I am
I cried about it
I cried about me
Sobbed as I waited for the car to hit her
To hit me
but it never came
the doe kept running
I kept driving
I drove far away and yet I'm still crying over a doe