her soul was the color the sky

Poetry Project time!!

It's been a while! I am excited to start this up again! If any of you want to get involved with my poetry project, drop me a tweet, or message me on my fb page!

This time around I wrote with my sister Krystal. She is a talented soul.

Enjoy!

Mine:

Red Hot and Spreading
Her Wildness is contagious,

like fire

Red Hot and Spreading.

Her Wildness burns you to the core,

Leaving you no choice but to

succumb to her,

and fly into the sky,

ashes mixed with air.

Freedom teases you.

but you cannot escape her either

for her Soul is the color of the sky,

decorated with fire,

Red Hot and Spreading.

Hers:

Liar

Lies spewed from her lips that she truly believed

of scenarios and facts that she skillfully conceived

Her lack of true fact lay hidden under dust

while onlookers believed her and all the words that she thrust

Her soul was the color of the sky

when the clouds opened up and decided to cry

so she made up these stories to make her feel good

but they never felt as happy as the truth naturally would

Soon she was the joker and everyone knew

Her words were just lies to make her look cool

Let us know what you think!! 

xo,

Lizzy