...would it be too much to ask that you leave me here?

I need some time alone to reconsider myself...

I want to be reclusive.  Or least to be left alone

I want to keep my saturated infestation inside myself and not allow it to carry on in you.

I need to grow cobwebs in my hair and feel I've become harder then stone.

Need to dehumanise

To slip from grace just one last time and fall from love's watchful eye

With the hopes and dreams that I may float away from here 

 -one day- 

 and never return