Alone in this World

A sonnet about forlornness

By Deana ContastePublished 3 years ago • 1 min read

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Alone in this world in everything

In the event that I continue to hang on

It will sting much more over the long haul me by

Cuts becomes lines

War becomes disorder

Love becomes disdain

What's more, facts becomes lies

No one makes due in this world alone

since all you see is only disgrace

Endure upon this cutting edge and stroke it against your heart

There's no reason to have hope

sad poetry

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Deana Contaste

I enjoy writing poetry, stories, and creating art in general, but I also try to survive in the world like every other human being.

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