Destined To Be Alone

Why am I destined to be alone?
Why does the sun not rise on my behalf?
Questions of why and how,
Of loneliness and depression,
Of sorrow and guilt,
They all like a plague manifest in my heart.
I've pondered over their answers,
But have no light to see them.
I no longer want to be alone.
I want to feel the warmth of another body lying next to me in bed.
To gaze into her eyes and become intoxicated by her heart.
I look out upon the world from within my small cell, which I call life.
From there I see the melody of love drumming about beating in the hearts of
others.
And yet the subtle beat of her drum is so far gone it doesn't reach my
ears.
I am condemned to watch others drink from her beauty,
To watch others partake of her essence,
All from within a cell,
A cell which life placed upon me.
It is unfair that this has happened,
Unfair that love teases me,
Plays with my heart
And strings my emotions like a harp.
I want beauty to illuminate the four corners of my room,
I wish love would freeze into the holes in the walls and crumble them down.
Yet the last card fate has given me is loneliness.
And ask myself once again
Why am I destined to be alone?