Laments of a poor soul....

 This is pathetic. Loneliness plagues me. I'm shrouded by a foil of darkness.This silence sickens me. There isnt room for emotions here. Its always dark, and always silent. I look around for a friend, but no, there is nobody, as always. No one there, to share this dark world of mine.
SHUFFLE!
I turn around, and the hope of finding a companion produces a spark of light, and some warmth spreads through this dark prison of mine. Where did all the people go?Why did they go? And why am I the only one here? But no answer comes. What could I expect? Its so dark now, i cant even see myself. Even the fires are cold here. I lay down, amidst the pungent fog, and try to think of something. Anything, anything that would take my mind off this hell.
Ever so slightly, the hope of finding someone crops up. The world becomes a little brighter. I can see something; I can sense someone nearby, for this feeling is strong. But as always, I see no one, and Darkness appears again, like a serpent, with its fangs bared, dripping with poison, and ever do eager to engulf me into the waves of loneliness.
Will I ever find that person? WIll there ever be someone whom I can call a true friend? Will there be anyone to share my grief,my sorrow? Does this life in hell have any companionship in store for me? Isnt there anyone here? And if there is, where is that soul mate? Where is that person?

And, like every night, I lay down, and sleep shivering and shuddering, with that little flicker of hope beside me. Just like all the other souls in this Abaddon of Lost Souls.....