Scratch… Scratch… Scratch goes the clawing at my door

Faint as usual but still unsettling

SCratch…SCratch…SCratch goes the clawing at my door

Slightly louder like the beating heart

SCRAtch…SCRAtch…SCRAtch goes the clawing at my door

This sound is meddling

SCRATch…SCARTch…SCARTch goes the clawing at my door

I push myself intro a corner of my room

SCARTCH…SCRATCH…SCRATCH goes the clawing at my door

I just leave it be? What harm is it to me?

SCRATCH…SCRATCH SCRATCH goes the clawing at my door

I ignore. I sit in my room and watch the flowers bloom

SCRATCH SCRATCH SCRATCH GOES THE CLAWING AT MY DOOR

The sound is stuck in my ear like the drums of war

SCRATCH SCRATCH GOES THE CLAWING AT MY DOOR

WHAT DOES THIS SOUND EXIST FOR?

SCRATCH SCRATCH SCRATCH GOES THE…

…Will this be forevermore?

I lie awake and think of what if… SCRATCHSCARATCH

SCRATCHSCRATCH …Sitting in silence worrying about others… SCRATCHSCRATCH

SCRATCHSCRATCH… If I worry about others…SCRATCH

Who will worry about me? SCRAT-

SCRATCHSCRATCHSCRATCH goes the clawing at my door more frantic than ever before

But not matter how frantic is it, it’s not hurting me? Why?

SCRATCHSCARTCHSCARTCH goes the clawing at my door

Frantic just as before and seemingly worried

SCRATCHSCRACTCHSCRATCH now goes the clawing at my door

I’ve realized it wants me as prisoner

To keep me afraid and comfortable in this room of mine SCRATCHSCRATCHSCRATCH

I know if I stay here, I will be safe but awaits beyond the door SCRATCH

Whatever is outside could come in but it hasn’t

I’m a prisoner of my own comfortability?

But to achieve my dreams I must look beyond these walls

SCRATCH…SCRATCH…SCRATCH… goes the clawing at my door

It has been here forevermore, but not today I will not shy away

For today I claim back my life

SCRATCHSCARTCH SCRATCH GOES THE CLAWING AT MY DOOR AS FRANTICALLY AS BEFORE

If I look maybe…

SCRATCHSCARTCH SCRATCH GOES THE CLAWING AT MY DOOR

It will be…

SCRATCHSCARTCH SCRATCH GOES THE CLAWING AT MY DOOR

My imagination?

No monster to be found? No claw marks at my door…

Hmm I am a prisoner no more?

Huh my imagination?

Scratch… Scratch… Scratch went the clawing at my door

Bound I am no more, but the sound is still found

scratch…scratch…scratch went the clawing at my door

I let the small sound wash through me as to no avail

Because I know I will prevail

Pace…Pace…Pace goes the soles of my feet

Ah the sound of silences, sweet.

Pace…Pace…Pace goes the soles of my feet

Destiny is still mine to meet