Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Sep 2013
Sometimes I look at
the sky & wonder
how much bluer
it could get, & just
when I think that
there is no limit,
the sky turns on me
& asks me, "how
blue can
you get?"
& then I realize that
the scariest part of
me is that I just don't
know where the



























bottom is.
Julia
Written by
Julia  New Jersey
(New Jersey)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems