Alone

If you read this please tell me your thoughts. It's a painful art, please comment or help.

Life.
Starts out simple.
I am me.
That's all I need.
I grow up.
My friends trust me.
My friends betray me.
A friend saves my life.
A friend dies.
Depression.
I fall in love.
Joy.
I have to break up with him.
Depression.
I fall in love.
Joy.
I have to break up with her too.
Depression.
My love of boys is never restored.
I miss her too much.
The gun is loaded.
I am saved.
I see more through my eyes.
The compass that pointed to who I am
Shatters.
My path
Blurred.
My emotions
Hollowed.
My dreams.
Nightmares.
My days.
The nightmares continue.
My heart
Beats.
My lungs
Breath.
My mind
Thinks.
My soul
Is dead.
She is gone.
I can never follow.
I am alone.
I broke the mold.
I must pay the price.
To be who I am
Is to be tortured by the world.
To not be who I am
Is to never be at all.
Death.
It follows.
It haunts.
It tempts.
It has not taken me.
It has taken things
More valuable.
My pride.
My love.
My dreams.
Alone.
The one and only.
No one to listen.
No one to understand.
I am my own opposite.
I am me.
I am here.
Who am I?