i am an addict.
not to pills, or cigarettes,
but to feeling miserable.
it's easier to sink than to stay afloat,
to let the sadness wash over me in waves,
keeping me company when i'm lonely.
its easier to isolate myself than to open up,
to bottle everything up inside myself
until the dam breaks and my tears flow.
it's easier to write when i'm in pain,
to let my soul bleed like ink onto paper
wh...
