Something

by AuroraThorne

  • Poetry
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Published January 24, 2012

Something is out there
Something I cannot see
Is it close?
Or
Is it far?
Is it harmless?
Or
Is it dangerous?
No one knows


Something is here, watching me
Something I do not know
Is it a person?
A monster?
Or
Is it nothing?
I do not know
Something is here
Inside my mind
Is it evil?
Or
Is it kind?
Is it here to harm me?
Or
Comfort me?
Is it my imagination?
A person?
Or
Is it just me?
No one knows


I here cries from nowhere
Is it just me?
Or
My imagination?
Or
A memory of the past?
Only the past can tell


The only things someone knows is something they've seen, heard, or read/
But what if…
We are faced with something
Or hear something
Or feel something
We know nothing about
What will we do then


No one will know…

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Road To Darkness
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Road To Darkness wrote a review Review · Jan 24, 2012

Wow. This is very powerful.

I here cries from nowhere


Wrong here. It's supposed to be hear. Just thought I'd let you know and you could do a bit of spacing. The poem should be:

Something is out there
Something I cannot see
Is it close?
Or
Is it far?
Is it harmless?
Or
Is it dangerous?
No one knows.


Something is here, watching me
Something I do not know
Is it a person?
A monster?
Or
Is it nothing?

I do not know
Something is here
Inside my mind
Is it evil?
Or
Is it kind?

Is it here to harm me?
Or
Comfort me?

Is it my imagination?
A person?
Or
Is it just me?
No one knows.


I hear cries from nowhere
Is it just me?
Or
My imagination?
Or
A memory of the past?
Only the past can tell.


The only things someone knows is something they've seen, heard, or read
But what if…
We are faced with something
Or hear something
Or feel something
We know nothing about
What will we do then?


No one will know…



If I see an American in real life or a kiwi in a blockbuster, it feels surreal and weird, and like a funny trip.
— SirenCymbaline the Kiwi