Are you lonely?

Are you lonely? Does it ache into your bones? It brings lots of sorrow, but you reap what you sow. Do you push others away? Yet, you can't help but want them to stay? It feels cold and empty with no company, but we can't really help that, can we? Do you lose yourself in your own mind? Are you traveling through caverns that twist and wind? The mind is a strange place, making you think that others achievments means, they want a race. But all being said, all being done, you had your chance, to have your fun. Instead you grew bitter, but you also grew sweet. I guess we could call this a bittersweet tragedy? In the end you are alone, everyone pushed away, and you are cold to the bone. Your mind is a prison, one that repeats. You must carve your own path, it would be quite the feat. But in the end I'd like to know, are you lonely?