I'm addicted to crying,

for salty droplets of regret

to drip across my cheeks.

Craving dampened promises

to rain down from my blood stricken eyes.

Wanting to peel away at my flesh.

Tainted by words unclean.

Filthy fingers of actions taken

silence screams of breath,

running their nails from nape to chest

opening trenches infected by whispers.

Lies seep from oozing wounds

festering from the tears shed

that hit the floor like toxic waste

eating up memories like acid

to pictures engulfed in flames.

I'm addicted to crying.