Analysis of Alone

Alone, such a strong word like hate, or love
Sitting in my apartment thinking, "is there a God above"?
Killing time, repeating my everyday actions,
Most likely turning to the bottle again.
Everyday I should stop, get out and see some attractions!
I have no urge, I'm alone, don't know how long it's been.
From the time I wake up, to when I drift to sleep
I never know the condition I'll be in, this is getting deep.
Most people say "home is where the heart is."
Obviously, I can't agree with that statement.
Kind of depressing as I read, my mind runs like loose kids
A home is going to someone waiting for you to vent.
You may disagree, and that's ok.  I'm alone....everyday.