Future

Nicolas DeLeon

I comes closer every minute, hour, and day
You lower your guard to me after a while
Yet no matter what I continues to come
Then one day I arrive suddenly I hope you’ve prepared
If you’ve prepared enough I’ll be quite kind
If not you’re in for a heck of a ride
I might seem scary but under the right circumstances I can be promising
What am I?
I am the future, your future