I once walked down Berserker's way, 
  unknowing what might be to find, 
walknig down I found the ground 
  speeding fast towards me...  
When I woke- on ground I lay, 
  I find myself in bind, 
on my head there is a wound, 
  hurting bad and bleeding...  
When I rose I start to wonder- say, 
  "why did this happen" 
            - looked behind 
and saw round thing in the ground, 
  "so THAT's what made me fall"  
It had the smell of mistery, 
  coming from inside... 
I picked it up and opened it, 
  puzzled as I was...  
After that and after this, 
  the thing was soon be solved 
and that was then, when I thought, 
  "This isn't one of my days"...  
Becaaaause...   
My toe was hurt, I hit my knee,  
  when noticing the sphere, 
My head was pounding and was blody, 
  since I hit the ground, 
and now like that was not enough, 
  I had to suffer more...  
My ears were thorn and I was scared, 
  most scared as I've ever been, 
And then I went to sleep... well, 
  passed out and lost my way  
Some kind took me home,  
  and that was that with this 
never again I walk in dark, 
  but boxes... them I open !  
Not much of a poet here... but I hope it's atleast a good try