The Proceedings Of A Haunting

Its cold I can see my breath,
The hairs stand up on the back of my neck.
How did the temperature drop so suddenly?
I get that feeling that someone's watching me.
Looking around but there's no one there,
Negativity is thick it clouds the air.
Camouflaged shadows of the dark move within in their disguise,
I tell myself this is my mind playing tricks on my eyes.
Unexplained noises the constant banging in the night,
Helpless to feed the fear for it's collection of fright.
Suggestions to leave our home,
But the money is tied up and there's no other place to go.
Im plagued with sleeplessness tortured to the point of breaking,
Sick of cowering in a room with the family scared and shaking.
Burn the sage and bring in the holy water blessing priest,
Let the sun shine in and the evil be released.
Were given false hope as the day feels alright,
Only to flee this place forever that very same night.