And so I tend to think...

A heart stands in a blackened room.
Still.
Afraid of what might reach out and grab it.
Afraid of the paranormal.

Anything that can actually grab a piece of what is physically left;
must be extra-ordinary.

Ghosts that linger and destroy,
But only emotionally...

For none can actually enter and touch.

But to possess...
You would indeed have to be a god.

-A