Although I can honestly say I do not fully comprehend Sylvia Plath's, Lady Lazarus, I know why it is that I can't. Plath's life experience is something that I'll never have, as well as her struggle with severe depression. Through Lady Lazarus, Plath tries to convey some personal point; however, reveals one simple one that can be seen on the surface throughout all her poems. Plath is dissatisfied with life. She is skilled in near death experiences, "like a cat with nine lives". While it appears that she is conflicted by the constant pull of death, she also seems to take comfort in it. It makes her feel alive, in fact she does it so "it feels like hell... so it feels real." Plath conveys that life is nothing without death. Maybe that death is even the most important thing, as it gives some peace, and some justice. For Sylvia however, death is her escape, as she makes it clear through much imagery that life is her hell, so it wouldn't matter what death would be like.
P.S.
Sylvia tried to slit her throat at age ten
Her son committed suicide by hanging himself due to depression
P.S.
Sylvia tried to slit her throat at age ten
Her son committed suicide by hanging himself due to depression