In the Darkness of my room with the Scenery of countless lights and silhouettes

I lay waiting for memory or could it be memories, to arrive a solemnly back into my minds eye

An uncomfortable stiffness running through my spine,

it crumbles my pace

Woe without silence

Silence with woe…

Hence we take a journey through a world where Scorpios are your best friend

and there is no such thing as murder.

Let it be done for I am no one.

Let it be done.

an original poem by Grieverez V’zeulz