I've gone through many itterations of alone time and escape. When I reached the end of your poem I thought, "this is abrupt, because it represents total escape." No motives other than being away, which I've come to learn as being healthy, or an expression of self love, safety and peace. I've only completely escaped once, long ago, when I dissacoiated during an abusive event. It took a long time to realize that the escape was a good thing, rather than something to be afraid or ashamed of. Throughout my life, I'd have a feeling of wanting to sit isolated and hold my knees but secretely I'd be looking for attention. Nowadays I'm more willing to simply escape with no pretense and recharge.