Dealing With Depressive Loneliness

How would anyone deal with depressive loneliness when even the dreariest thoughts allow great fear? Hiding in that lonely world seems right for some, having nothing is giving up everything even love; choose joy or pain, dance alone or drink a beer: see others indulge in happiness, refill your glass! How useless is believing in miracles, they only happen to the lucky ones; anyone showing that hopeless mood can't achieve any goal feeling brood! I have often delt with loneliness overwhelmed by distress: wasn't I smiling when all was quickly tumbling down, keeping it to myself, laughing harder than a clown? Don't hold anything inside, reach out and confide in others! I envied anyone who had someone to live for, to laugh with? Wasn't it too wrong to be denied the right to love and smile? Was I kept from many wishes staring at stars and not wish on one? Who believes that we are chosen by fate to be marthyrs from birth?