"I feel certain that I'm going mad again. And I shan't recover this time. I begin to hear voices"
- Virginia Woolf's Suicide Letter to her husband.
On March 28, 1941, after having a nervous breakdown, Woolf drowned herself by weighing her pockets with stones and walking into the River Ouse near her home. Her body was not found until 18 April. Her husband buried her cremated remains under a tree in the garden of their house in Rodmell, Sussex.
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=QPeo4ZyK2X0&feature=related
http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=4Adzhgvg38Q
In full:
"I feel certain that I am going mad again. I feel we can't go through another of those terrible times. And I shan't recover this time. I begin to hear voices, and I can't concentrate. So I am doing what seems the best thing to do. You have given me the greatest possible happiness. You have been in every way all that anyone could be. I don't think two people could have been happier 'til this terrible disease came. I can't fight any longer. I know that I am spoiling your life, that without me you could work. And you will I know. You see I can't even write this properly. I can't read. What I want to say is I owe all the happiness of my life to you. You have been entirely patient with me and incredibly good. I want to say that — everybody knows it. If anybody could have saved me it would have been you. Everything has gone from me but the certainty of your goodness. I can't go on spoiling your life any longer. I don't think two people could have been happier than we have been. V."
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Virginia_Woolf
Voices
Voices in dark rooms
Chatter away
But all I can hear
Is the sound of the rain
It falls in the street
And runs down the glass
In sounds of a time and
A place that is passed
I should be
I should be
I should be with you
I could be I could be
I could be with you
All of your dreams
Will be there in your way
You left me on Monday
Sudden as snow
You left me alone
With nowhere to go
The cold grey of morning
Is here with me still
I begin to hear voices
That speak to my will
What would you look like?
In heaven today
And what would I say
If I stood at the gates
If angels they bowed
And welcomed me in
And forgiveness they gave me
For all of my sins
I was once moved to tears by a Mozart violin concerto, and now again by this.
mybabyohbabyboutique 9 months ago
@mybabyohbabyboutique thank you :)
joeburton77 9 months ago
This is the best song of yours I've heard yet.. . please record this
OneHalfOfTheSketch 2 years ago
thanks, I am working on a cd at the moment and this is on it.. already recorded.. will keep you posted
cheers
joe
joeburton77 2 years ago
Much praise and thanks for this gem, Joe.
Sometimes, pain and beauty, memory and wishes, cannot be dissociated.
Keep well.
bens0l0 2 years ago
thanks, and well put!!
joeburton77 2 years ago