I have jumbled up and troubled thoughts that could pierce an ocean. 
Thoughts that swirl inside my cortex like a raging whirlpool, thoughts I cannot escape. 

And the anxiety will bury me, bury me further inside than my vessel ever will. 
So much, in fact, that I can feel my soul attempting to escape from this body... This... Meat sack that never was or ever will become "me."

So tonight, I will hide. I will hide my mind in the sky- full of all the stars and galaxies and will fill my head with thoughts of shinning stars, and things that'll allow me to break free. 

Because you see-

*I just need a little space to breathe.