Scratching sounds echo above my head
They come from within the walls
My heart has tightened at the thought of an approaching haunt
Loud drums echo within my bones
Paranoia seeps into my mind
I stay attentive to every little sounds
Flinching when one sounds ominous
Floorboards seem to creek while doors fling open
My candle will stay lit throughout it all
It will be my guide in this maze of overthinking
I will not grow weak as I chase ghosts away
No one can take the force that I withhold inside my soul
I'm safe here
There's nothing to worry about
As long as I have my candle and my blue match
A/N: wrote this after watching the conjuring 2 and while I was hearing some scratching sounds in the walls (I was majorly spooked)
