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Deborah Diaz Poem
In the solitude of my existence, a
sentiment of lonesomeness clings to me
like a specter, its icy fingers gripping my
soul.
As I strive to conceal the abyss within, it
only deepens, a voracious shadow
swallowing me whole.
What amplifies this unfortunate plight originates
from my sole refuge, my fragile
lantern in the daunting night.
I have come to embrace the bittersweet,
yet empowering realization that I am my
own unwavering support.
And in the presence of love's uncertain
possibility, I stand on the precipice of a
vast, uncharted sea, its waves of doubt
crashing against the shore.
Yet, hope shall prevail.
Copyright © Deborah Diaz | Year Posted 2023
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