a poem I wrote

I have one more recent than this, this one is about a month old, though I felt that since this site is called A Lonely Life that this would be more appropriate since I called it "Alone"

I have a big problem, though I don't even know where to start
It feels as if there's a giant hole deep inside of my heart
Even though it feels empty, it's also as heavy as a stone
Most likely it's from this horrible feeling of being alone
No matter how much it hurts, it's a feeling I simply hide
With this pain on the inside, it feels as though I've died

All I want is to feel loved, but it's something I've never felt
Now I'm starting to think it isn't in the cards I was dealt
When it comes to being alone, I feel as if I'm just cursed
And I don't think it's a feeling that will ever be reversed
I really wish I could lift this curse, and finally feel free
Though I think being alone is the way I'm meant to be

I look for that special someone, but I know I'll never find anyone
So I've come to the point where I've given up, and I'm just done
Never will I have a girlfriend, and there's no chance of a wife
I'm cursed to be alone, and it seems that's how I will spend life
Doesn't matter what I try, nothing will make things right
I'm tired of being alone, so I've given up this fight

Lovely written peom.

It really brings home for me of how I used to feel, until I realized I had it all back to front.

Deep down I knew I was capable of loving. That part of me has always been in my heart.
Whenever I was loving a person, place, thing, or situation, this love inside of me would flare up and fill my heart.
I realized I had it all wrong, it is not about being loved that fills me. It is loving.
Loving fulfills my heart, and I did not need to be loved first. Why, because I am already love.
So now I love the Love that loves me.
Though I am alone, I no longer feel alone.

Thank you, I appreciate you saying that. I do agree to some extent that loving something or someone is a very nice feeling, though I've just craved that feeling of being loved for so long that it hurts me a lot inside. If I too could not feel alone while also still being alone, I know things would be much different.