Alone I stand in a world filled with people;
Alone, I drift apart from everything.
My heart crys out to be loved,
But nothing but heartache people do bring.

My heart desires love and affection,
but my walls stand in the way.
These walls improson me
and with sorrow in prison I must stay.

I long to be imbrased and charrished so,
but my fear stands too tall,
So my heart withdraws and cowers down,
but in its corner my heart crys out and calls.

For ever alone, is this my life?
alone in sickness, alone in death, and fright?
Having no one to share memories with,
no one to be close to in the night?

Lord, please show me, what is your plan?
For 27 years now, I have lived ALONE.
But my heart hungers all the more for love,
though my souls walls are growing to stone.

Being alone is never fun. welcome to mingle. nice write.