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    • Draco Malfoy
      By Draco Malfoy
      Sylvia Plath was a renowned poet, short story writer, and author of The Bell Jar, the classic autobiographical novel. She is considered one of the defining writers of the 20th century and her death by suicide in 1963 was the culmination of years of depression that had plagued her on and off since her time at Smith College. 
      In Letters Home, a posthumous publication of correspondence written by Plath during her time at university, her mother writes of an incident that happened after Plath's internship with Mademoiselle in the summer of 1953 but prior to her first suicide attempt:
      That same summer Plath was found in the crawl space of her home after having gone missing for three days. She had taken sleeping pills. As her relieved family  rejoiced she said, "It was my last act of love." She was treated and then spent the next six months under psychiatric care, and treatment by electroconvulsive therapy and insulin.
      Plath was to continue with school and earned an internship at Cambridge, where she was to meet Ted Hughes, the poet she married and had children with. It was not until 1962 that her depression returned in full force and she attempted to take her own life again. She ultimately succeeded in taking her life in February of 1963. While her children slept several rooms away Plath died of carbon monoxide poisoning after putting her head into a gas oven. She had sealed the rooms between the kitchen and where the children slept with wet cloths. She was 30 years old.
    • KKDeuces
      By KKDeuces
      Two years.
      Two years I've been in recovery from self-harm.
      I don't think I can last another day honestly. More recently, every time I've been getting angry or upset, I just want to hurt myself all over again. Well that would be two years wasted!! I can't stop the thoughts. I can't. They're literally consuming my brain more and more everyday. Just waking up is a struggle. Sleeping is even a chore for me now. I just want to hurt myself so badly because at least before when I did that, I didn't feel depressed or pain. When I used to hurt myself, I felt invigorated and a lot happier. I don't get it. What's wrong with me? Why doesn't therapy help? Nothing helps me anymore!!! I am so afraid I'll relapse. I can't do it though. I've worked so hard to get here. I just don't think I can take it anymore though. I want--- no, I need to hurt myself.
      Please, help me. 
      I don't know what to do.
      I'm scared. 
    • Draco Malfoy
      By Draco Malfoy
      Now I resemble a sort of god
      Floating through the air in my soul-shift
      Pure as a pane of ice. It’s a gift.
    • Draco Malfoy
      By Draco Malfoy
      The blood is a sunset. I admire it.
    • Draco Malfoy
      By Draco Malfoy
      I do not want a plain box, I want a sarcophagus
      With tigery stripes, and a face on it
      Round as the moon, to stare up.
      I want to be looking at them when they come
      Picking among the dumb minerals, the roots.
      I see them already – the pale, star-distance faces.
      Now they are nothing, they are not even babies.
      I imagine them without fathers or mothers, like the first gods.
      They will wonder if I was important.

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