Suicide Poem by Marieta Maglas

Her rags made her feel imprisoned

in an invisible cage.

She was looking nowhere

through glasses with glassy eyes;

searched for her leafed tree of reality.

She remembered that she had left her ideas

on the blank page of her future.

She became a wet gloomy solitude

because of her tears.

Her feelings of love were like songs

hidden in an abandoned violin.

Their vibrations were haunting her memories.

Her sadness was so complete

That it completely slipped through her shy smile

To become visible to all the people around.

Her rigged reality

was poisoning her hopes and crowding

her thoughts to push them into illusions.

She was a simple child inside her clown body,

a soul so caged wanting to be liberated,

while her delusions were wretchedly dancing her hopes.

She was wondering if somewhere,

someone was thinking and dreaming of her.

She walked so lonely on her lonely life road

that nothing could change her fate.

She wanted to let her life float on the losing breeze.

Poem by Marieta Maglas