I don't really feel like writing anything today so Ill post this poem I wrote in English 102. It's not funny. Hell, it's really not even that good. But it has a good message.
One love
Flip diesel
HopeTraveling through the wooded lair,
The darkest dark is all I see.
Gustily winds of crisp cold air
Tussle the leaves of every tree.
 
Shadows dance on cloudy skies
From which a horde of snow flakes fall.
Gruesome groans and fearful cries
Echo through the forest walls
 
Alone in silence I progress
Around a maze of tangled trunks.
No words nor pictures can express
The depths to which my heart has sunk.
 
Distress, despair, and pending death
Have left my spirit all but gone,
But the hope and courage I have left
Allow my soul to carry on.