Gardens Of Isolation Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Resisting temptations to join in with other people around me.
Not wanting my own space and needs to be overcome by theirs.
An insulated blanket, covering and protecting me from the insensitive challenges they throw over me.
Tossing aside everything, I delve into the pool of my mind, ignoring their every effort to get my attention by going ever deeper into catacombs of contemplation.
A future hidden in gardens of isolation, sorrowful, hurt, but intact, because of staying apart from other people who want to hurt me.