Alone

The fear of being alone clouds my mind...the thought of being alone fills my eyes. Why do I cry? Is it because of my past? Or is it because of my present? A broken adolescent, with no one to laugh with... not even a mask to mask it. Look into my soul, and ask this! Is it possible to grasp? Living life alone? I understand that Finding someone to love, and  care is extremely rare... but Being alone still seems quite unfair! A once kind heart, Now drowning in despair! Turned into stone! a house without a home! a sound without a tone! alone... alone... alone...