Today is.

Today is black, like a starless night,

No light in the darkness, just a depth-less black.

It's a violin at a funeral, playing an endless tune,

and a shark circling the ocean,

with grace, but determination looms from within.

Today is a waltz, slow, yet sparks fly between.

I crawl though this nightmare, eager to awake to a dream.

I wrote this poem for a literature workshop, it's lame. Yes.

We were told to write it in a specific way, to show an emotion using:
A colour,

An instrument,
An animal,
A dance,
& A movement.

That's the best I could come up with, and as I have nothing else to do with the poem, I figured I should just put it on here. Goodbye.