Bunny in a bunny suit

Mad Girl's Love Song By Sylvia Plath

I love when music or poetry or films can be so relatable that they make you feel a little less insane or that being insane and emotional suffering is a normal part of the human existence.
Sylvia Plath is a poet that I feel really epitomizes mental anguish and poetry . This poem really resonates with me...

"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.)"

How I feel right now

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