Analysis of Loneliness

In this world crowded with people,
I find myself quite alone
For I have no one
To call my own.
With each break of the day
I begin to pray
That God might send
A loving, caring friend
Just to put an end
To my racking loneliness.
But each fall of night
Worsens my plight
As no real friend
Comes within my sight,
And so goes off the light
Of hope
And I start to grope
In the darkness that surrounds me
For someone who could console me
And make me look forward
To another dawn,
But in vain,
And all I get is pain.
Pain of heart and pain of brain.
Pain, pain, and only pain.