I am terrified by this dark thing that sleeps in me. — Sylvia Plath, The Collected Poems
I am terrified by this dark thing that sleeps in me. — Sylvia Plath, The Collected Poems
I am terrified by this dark thing that sleeps in me. — Sylvia Plath, The Collected Poems
I am terrified by this dark thing that sleeps in me. — Sylvia Plath, The Collected Poems
I am terrified by this dark thing that sleeps in me. — Sylvia Plath, The Collected Poems
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I am terrified by this dark thing that sleeps in me.

— Sylvia Plath, The Collected Poems
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