Sylvia Plath wrote "I shut my eyes.." and not me. I love Sylvia. Willow writes a letter to Tara as a form of grieving.

The World Drops Dead

"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.)

Tara,

I can't remember what the world was like before you. I can feel your breath on my skin.

Was it cold? Was it dark? It seems like it now. Your blood was on my hands. I've just awakened now; everything was numb for me after that moment. I turned on the ones I love.

I was cold and cruel. Vicious. I'd die myself, if it could bring you back. I'd die if you saw me the way I was.

Inhumane.

Do you know I chased him? Do you know I played a wicked game? I thrust the bullet in his chest. Traced pathways with it, under his flesh. And then..I walked away and went after the others. I chased them in the woods, in the city.

I thought no one could stop me. I was invincible.

And..the most vile thing is, that..I did this in your name.

Please forgive me. I know you wouldn't have wanted this, that it was...evil. But I want you know to know I'm sorry, and I there's nothing more I ask for in this world, than for your forgiveness. In my dreams, I'm always seeing you die, and I'm always saving you. But this time, I couldn't.

Forever,
Willow