Her Own Words
Few know that Marilyn was a secret poet, primarily due to the encouragement of her many psychologists who urged her to pen down her deepest and darkest thoughts.
Marilyn expressed her inner turmoil in her writings: “I think I am very lonely—my mind jumps. I see myself in the mirror now, brow furrowed—if I lean close, I’ll see—what I don’t want to know—tension, sadness, disappointment, my eyes dulled, cheeks flushed with capillaries that look like rivers on maps—hair lying like snakes. The mouth makes me the saddest, next to my dead eyes…”
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