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"The Suicide" - Madalina Iordache-Levay, 2005
“The Suicide” – Madalina Iordache-Levay, 2005

you have no


how i



i were dead.


this painful


this brutal

loneliness –


they say;

more like

impressed on me,

forced on me,

shoved on me –

for being


for being


for being



death sentence

imposed by

a mundane world

that has lost

its faith,

its hope,

its love

of all thing –

of all persons –




i wish

i could just

fade away…

and no one

and nobody

and nothing

will miss me.



Midge started her career in PR writing at seventeen when she began drafting documentaries for a government-run television station in the Philippines. Since then, she made a career in advertising and public relations which ended in June 2016 These days, she works full time at Philippine Tatler as a features writer under the nom de guerre Marga Manlapig. Aside from what she does for a living and her poetry, she has turned her home kitchen into a personal culinary lab and is currently working on another novel. Follow her on Instagram at @midgekmanlapig.

One thought on “Mockery

  1. I know how this feeling goes. All the time. But many people would be bereaved if you faded away, and sometimes life surprises us with little reasons to stay a little longer.

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