Mad Girl’s Love Song by Sylvia Plath whispered by a mad girl

I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again. [I think I made you up inside my head.] The stars go waltzing out in blue and red, And arbitrary blackness gallops in: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. 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.] God topples from the sky, hell’s fires fade: Exit seraphim and Satan’s men: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I fancied you’d return the way you said, But I grow old and I forget your name. [I think I made you up inside my head.] I should have loved a thunderbird instead; At least when spring comes they roar back again. I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. [I think I made you up inside my head.]