Feeding emptiness

Come in from the cold,

dark anxiety of your mind.

 

Feast yourself on a slice

Of escapism pie.

 

It’s saccharin lightness,

the antidote to unsavoury thoughts

Of what if’s,

mixed with the shoulds and

Yoghurt covered woulds.

 

Each sweet laden fork,

a bitter reminder,

of your skeletal soul

Obese with inadequacy.

 

Feeling cheap

And empty of substance.

Time chewed and swallowed.

Your mind tricked,

into feeling full

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