Wow, this piece holds such sorrow and passion beneath it. You can see the struggles you've went through. The way you word it is so intelligent and positive at the same time; it's something I would look up to in someone. The flow was great, the words were very detailed, you had a whole story to tell and you managed to do it in a semi-short poem and that's quite impressive. c:
Well, everything has an end. Everyone dies alone. There's nothing you can do to change that. You can only try and make things last longer. Your life, your relationships, whatever else. That's what we spend most of our lives doing, isn't it? Why do you eat? It's to extend your life a bit, for if you stopped.. you'd die, no? Why do you talk to people? It's to keep your social relations from falling apart and ending.
The bottom line of it is that medicine, society, just about everything Man conceives, is for the purpose of making things last longer. We're not very good at it, if you compare how long we last individually to the universe, but we're getting better all the time. Who knows? Maybe someday we'll become immortal, ascended forms of consciousness where we are all eternally linked to each other and so we never lose friends or loved ones. It's not very likely, but it's a thought.
The point of this is.. You're talking about being abandoned. Abandonment is giving something up completely. From our talks, I know that some of the things you've listed weren't abandonment. Some of what has left you didn't leave you by choice. Choice is a very important detail to keep in mind. Is it not free will that separates us from the apes?
An interesting, but mostly unrelated, tidbit is that happiness is also a choice. You can choose to be happy. It's an interesting thought. I haven't been able to employ that just yet, but I'm definitely going to keep it in mind in the years to come.