I should have read this one a long damn time ago. Grah. There is absolutely nothing worse than feeling that living life is worthless, and though that isn't the point of this poem it does touch on a similar matter. When no one is there for you, it makes you feel as though you don't even really exist, despite the obvious pain you were/are in. Sleep is too a way to escape from that harsh reality, sometimes that sleep leads you to desire something far darker than eternal sleep, eternal nothingness. Sorta brings back silenced feelings I've had for several years now. Good poem.

I really liked this poem. It describes loneliness... probably the one thing I can relate to the most. You see I don't see loneliness as bad, I see it as a refuge. Then you talk about sleep and I totally agree with your statement about wanting to go into a trance when others are nagging you. I totally agree with this poem. Nice work.

Sad... Good job I think.