Peat Blancmange

I’ve been walking on peat
I’ve been walking on blancmange
I’ve been walking on anxiety
And despair and sorrow
I’ve been walking on uncertainty
And tortured doubt
I’ve been walking on angst
And the desperate voice
Of an internal commentator
Who won’t fucking shut up
I’ve been walking on feelings
That keep changing
Drip fed by neurochemicals
In response to stressful events
I’ve been spinning and drifting
So that I don’t know my direction
Though clearly
The summit is this way

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