Poetry should be the words that flow on paper cause you're to scared to let them out  

It's something beautiful & dark like a dead rose in the middle of a green house

It's like a black & white photograph it has so much mystery but yet you understand

Its the way the ocean waves crashing above the rocks, it's glorious & dangerous

Its scary & beautiful, its mysterious & dark, it's glorious & dangerous
   It's a poem about a poem but really it's a poem about you