Its invisible force concealed within the walls of the past. Dark fears haunt underneath layers of the subconscious. Divine thoughts mask emotions buried deep inside one’s mind, Until grief’s fingers grip and drag terror close enough to touch. It summons paranoia to a vast extent of manipulation. Erasing will power to suffer at its mercy and control. Suffocates rational feelings into powdered fragments. Memories, crushed agonisingly into painful blocks of destruction. The sorrow wrenches reality away and dissolves it in its grasp, without concern or attention for anything it snares. whatever lies in its wake.