"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.)"

Sylvia Plath (via introspectivepoet)

(Source: goodreads.com, via introspectivepoet)

"The darkness is leaking from the cracks.
I cannot contain it. I cannot contain my life."

Sylvia Plath, “Three Women,” from The Collected Poems (via lifeinpoetry)

"Is there no way out of the mind?"

Sylvia Plath (via toutes-les-jolies-roses)

"I desire the things which will destroy me in the end."

"It is awful to want to go away and to want to go nowhere."

Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath. (via wordsnquotes)


I told him I was falling in love, and
he gave me a list of the hormones
being released in my brain. I always
found him dissecting his feelings
under a microscope until his eyes
hurt, and then he was too tired to
make love to me. He found the slope
of my curves instead of touching
them. I told him he was losing me,
and he explained it is physically
impossible to break a heart.

He calculated the rate at which
I would leave him. I ran faster.


Loving a scientist | S.B. (via fallinlovewithapoet)

"When I was a little girl, my mom always warned me about the stove being hot, and the dangers of jumping out of the swings.
She told me what to do in case of a fire and what to do if someone was following me.
I just wish she’d warned me about the panic attacks at 2 a.m. and the mental breakdowns at 9 p.m.
I wish she’d told me what to do when the boy I loved ripped out my heart and stomped on it right in front of my face.
I wish she’d told me how to handle the nasty girls that spread rumors and push you into lockers.
I wish she’d told me what to do when my chest got so tight with pain and I couldn’t take in a full breath because I’d been crying in the floor for hours.
I wish she’d told me what to do when the pressure got so bad that I decided to take a razor to my skin in attempts to cut the demons out.
I wish she’d told me that growing up wasn’t like it’s shown in the movies.
I wish she’d told me that there’s no such thing as prince charming or true love.
But most of all, I wish she’d told me that I could come to her with my problems because she didn’t and I held it all in and it fucked me up worse than any boy or rumor or project ever could."

(c.m.t.)   Things My Mom Didn’t Think Were Important Enough to Warn Me About (via brokenpoetswork)
  • 10 p.m.
  • I am restless
  • I don't know why
  • 11 p.m.
  • I cannot sleep
  • I toss and turn
  • 12 a.m.
  • I'd rather count your freckles
  • Than the sheep in my head
  • 1 a.m.
  • I wonder
  • Can you not sleep either?
  • 2 a.m.
  • my eyes grow heavy
  • But my mind goes on
  • 3 a.m.
  • I count the hills
  • On my popcorn ceiling
  • 4 a.m.
  • The world is waking
  • I don't feel so lonely.
  • 5 a.m.
  • The sun reaches through my window
  • As though to check on me
  • 6 a.m.
  • My mind falls asleep
  • But my body is awake
  • 7 a.m.
  • Rise and shine
  • For another day
  • In which I wish for you here
  • More than I wish for sleep.

"I think insomnia is a sign that a person is interesting."

 Avery Sawyer, Notes to Self (via nerdlife1)
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