Intended Isolation

I do not hold the key to your relentless swell of queries.
Your interrogation gains you nothing.
My rights are understood and my qualifications allow my own counsel.
And so I shall remain silent.
For in a sea of cravings, nearness does not exist.
I do not desire to be held close, to be embraced in warmth and tenderness.
The only containment I require at this moment in time is my own.
For within the fortifications I have constructed sentiments flow freely,
Unhindered by the boundaries you have set.
Contemplation of concepts abounds and theories develop
And I forever consider my personal philosophies.
And as for your estimations, they fall short of their destination.
They collapse under the weight of my denial, crushed by the crashing waves of rejection.
They hold no sway.
Do not attempt to break down the barriers.
They were set with a purpose,
For I do not desire nearness.
I do not care to hear or speak or feel if it pertains to those outside.
I want solitary space inhabited only by myself.
For isolation is bliss.