Something Poem by Sarah Gray

Something
By Sarah Gray

There’s something coming for us.
Its sings in unison like a chorus.
It isn’t happy or angry or sad.
It has no feelings and that makes me mad.
I try to forget and go on with life.
But every where I turn I turn with fright.
I try not to think or imagine or dream.
Because that’s its powers this “something” it seems.
It looks like nothing.
It never talks.
All it does is scare and stalk.
It scars people.
But it’s not its fault.
It can’t stop it can’t halt.
It’s in its nature can’t you see.
This “something” it is you and me.