VonGrimm

losing the ability to pour from me the emotions i once threw casually at passersby just to see their eyes widen, and cry at my acrid life i can no longer, feeling for because the words don't pour out here anymore it's like i'm perspiring them, and takes longer to form because of it but they're filling me up, it's a bit much they are acidic and hostile to the touch hoping that, the medium filling me like helium inflating me for all to see pass the pin and let me be i'll pop myself off into the sun evaporate this skin i've come to be wrapped in it's growing thin and it's time again to let the demons in  to find a h