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4.48 Psychosis

By Sarah Kane

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| Paperback | 9780413748300

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4.48 Psychosis was written throughout the autumn and winter of 1998-99 as Kane battled with one of her recurrent bouts of depression. On February 20, 1999, aged 28, the playwright committed suicide. On the page, the piece looks like a poem. No charac Continue

4.48 Psychosis was written throughout the autumn and winter of 1998-99 as Kane battled with one of her recurrent bouts of depression. On February 20, 1999, aged 28, the playwright committed suicide. On the page, the piece looks like a poem. No characters are named, and even their number is unspecified. It could be a journey through one person's mind, or an interview between a doctor and his patient.

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    I feel that the future is hopeless and that things cannot improve I am bored and dissatisfied with every thing I am a complete failure as a persone
    I am guilty, I am being punished I would like to kill myself
    I used to be able to cry but now I am
    ...(continue)

    I feel that the future is hopeless and that things cannot improve I am bored and dissatisfied with every thing I am a complete failure as a persone
    I am guilty, I am being punished I would like to kill myself
    I used to be able to cry but now I am beyond tears I have lost interest in other people
    I can't make decisions I can't eat I can't sleep I can't think I cannot overcome my loneliness, my fear, my disgust I am fat I cannot write I cannot love.

    Tanto amore e devozione per questa donna. Tanto dolore per le sue parole che graffiano.
    Avrei voluto conoscerla :(

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  • 1 person finds this helpful

    I dread the loss of her I've never touched

    I dread the loss of her I've never touched
    love keeps me a slave in a cage of tears
    I gnaw my tongue with which to her
    I can never speak
    I miss a woman who was never born
    I kiss a woman across the years that say we shall never meet Everything p ...(continue)

    I dread the loss of her I've never touched
    love keeps me a slave in a cage of tears
    I gnaw my tongue with which to her
    I can never speak
    I miss a woman who was never born
    I kiss a woman across the years that say we shall never meet Everything passes
    Everything perishes
    Everything palls
    my thought walks away with a killing smile
    leaving discordant anxiety which roars in my soul
    No hope No hope No hope No hope No hope No hope No hope
    A song for my loved one, touching her absence
    the flux of her heart, the splash of her smile
    In ten years time she'll still be dead.
    When I'm living with it, dealing with it,
    when a few days pass
    when I don't even think of it,
    she'll still be dead.
    When I'm an old lady living ion the street forgetting my name she'll still be dead,
    she'll still be dead,
    she'll still be dead,
    it's just fucking over
    and I must stand alone
    My love, my love, why have you forsaken me?
    She is the couching place where I never shall lie
    and there's no meaning to life in the light of my loss
    Built to be lonely to love the absent
    Find me Free me from this
    corrosive doubt futile despair
    horror in repose
    I can fill my space
    ill my time but nothing can fill this void in my heart
    The vital need for which
    I would die
    Breakdown

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    I dread the loss of her I've never touched

    I dread the loss of her I've never touched
    love keeps me a slave in a cage of tears
    I gnaw my tongue with which to her I can never speak
    I miss a woman who was never born
    I kiss a woman across the years that say we shall never mee ...(continue)

    I dread the loss of her I've never touched
    love keeps me a slave in a cage of tears
    I gnaw my tongue with which to her I can never speak
    I miss a woman who was never born
    I kiss a woman across the years that say we shall never meet

    Everything passes
    Everything perishes
    Everything palls

    my thought walks away with a killing smile
    leaving discordant anxiety
    which roars in my soul

    No hope No hope No hope No hope No hope No hope No hope

    A song for my loved one, touching her absence
    the flux of her heart, the splash of her smile

    In ten years time she'll still be dead. When I'm living with it, dealing with it, when a few days pass when I don't even think of it, she'll still be dead. When I'm an old lady living ion the street forgetting my name she'll still be dead, she'll still be dead, she'll still be dead, it's just
    fucking
    over

    and I must stand alone

    My love, my love, why have you forsaken me?

    She is the couching place where I never shall lie
    and there's no meaning to life in the light of my loss

    Built to be lonely
    to love the absent

    Find me
    Free me
    from this

    corrosive doubt
    futile despair

    horror in repose

    I can fill my space
    fill my time
    but nothing can fill this void in my heart

    The vital need for which I would die

    Breakdown

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    Nicoletta Banzi said on Jul 12, 2009 | Add your feedback

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  • English Books
  • Paperback 48 Pages
  • ISBN-10: 0413748308
  • ISBN-13: 9780413748300
  • Publisher: Bloomsbury Publishing PLC
  • Publish date: 2000-07-13
  • Dimensions: 19 mm x 832 mm x 1,276 mm
  • Also available as: eBook
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