I hang myself from the blankets Up side down all night long, Begging for sleep to come FOOL never shows up! Not even to say NO — Nick Kler Copy Share Image
God, if ever I have come close to wanting to commit suicide, it is now, with the groggy sleepless blood dragging through my veins, and the air thick and gray with rain ... I fell into bed again this morning,… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
