In a rabbit-fear I may hurl myself under the wheels of the car because the lights terrify me, and under the dark blind death of wheels I will be safe. I am very tired, very banal, very confused. I do not know who I am tonight. I wanted to walk until I dropped and not complete the inevitable circle of coming home.

Sylvia Plath

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I told Doreen I would not go to the show or the luncheon or the film premiere, but that I would not go to Coney Island either, I would stay in bed. Then I wondered why I couldn't go the whole way doing what I should any more. This made me sad and tired. Then I wondered why I couldn't go the whole way doing what I shouldn't, the way Doreen did, and this made me even sadder and more tired.

Sylvia Plath

Tags: depression

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I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am.

Sylvia Plath

Tags: existence breath

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Although, I admit, I desire,
Occasionally, some backtalk
From the mute sky, I can't honestly complain:
A certain minor light may still
Lean incandescent

Out of kitchen table or chair
As if a celestial burning took
Possession of the most obtuse objects now and then --

Sylvia Plath

Tags: faith

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The bell jar hung, suspended, a few feet above my head. I was open to the circulating air.

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How we need another soul to cling to.

Sylvia Plath

Tags: loneliness companionship amity

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O love, how did you get here?

--from "Nick and the Candlestick", written 29 October 1962

Sylvia Plath

Tags: love poetry

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Is it the sea you hear in me,
Its dissatisfactions?
Or the voice of nothing, that was you madness?

--from "Elm", written 19 April 1962

Sylvia Plath

Tags: poetry

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Mad Girl's Love Song

I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

Sylvia Plath

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I must get my soul back from you; I am killing my flesh without it.

Sylvia Plath

Tags: obsession slavery enthralled

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