i think I'm addicted to the ache in my bones
the sinking feeling in my chest
the feeling of tears behind my eyes
just bursting to be released.

a dam breaking.

the salty water finding its exit
seeping through the cracks in the corner
a sudden pleasure when the water gushes
                                                          ­         down
                                                                ­          my
                                                    ­                        cheeks.
Niagara falls.

i think I'm addicted to
                                                               depression.