Ooooh, poems like this send shivers to me. And yet, I can only relate to pieces. See, I wish for solitude as well. And at times I feel Im cursed to live in strife and anguish. Only, I cant figure out why. Im unsure of what sin I may have commited that would make me deserve this. But on the other hand, perhaps its the fact that I dunno what I've done... that makes it sin.
Anyway, as you may have guessed, this was a thought prevoking work. Keep it up.