Found Poetry 298

5/11/20

hearing voices can suck
it is like being stuck in a loop
of a loud party that never ends
with conversations growing tired
and always heavy like a baby's head
I try my best to keep half sane
and keep dry under the pouring pain

This poem was created from Sylvia Plath's collected works. Click here to get a book of Plath's poems.

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