Sad Eyes

Sometimes it's okay to cry.

To sit in the dark and wonder why

the worlds so big and we're so small,

or why we feel for him at all.

Sometimes it's okay to scream,

to tear apart at every seam.

And when we learn to face the facts,

something comes and sews us back.

Sometimes it's okay to hurt.

To feel that things have reached their worst.

But even through the hardest rain,

we know the sun comes out again.

Sometimes it's okay to cry.

So when those tears fill those sad eyes,

when you sit in the dark and wonder why,

I can't always answer, but I promise I'll try.

lennie.

Untitled

its a ray of sun in the pouring rain,
its giving for a greater gain.
it's laughing till it hurts to breathe,
it's a bandaid on a fresh cut knee.

it's crying till you're out of tears,
it's hiding to escape the fear.
it's losing someone that you love,
it's being pushed, and being shoved.

it's stretching in the early sun,
it's in the smile of little ones.
it's every sip of red, red wine,
it's left in those you leave behind.

it's pulsing hot through every vein
it's chasing all the dark away.
through every heart and every breath
we live this life to reach the best.

On The Opposite Side of Her Mind

on the opposite side of her mind,
where she's wondering what happens next.
theres a small angry voice in her head,
that is making a large frightened mess.

it tells her she's going to fail,
that the prize isn't worth all the work.
at the edge with both hands on the rail,
and it wants her to drown in the hurt.

and copies the critics and fools,
repeating their words in her ear.
you won't make it, you're worthless, dont go.
and the whispers fan flame made of fear

but the small angry voice doesn't know,
about the one who is holding her hand.
he shelters her from every blow,
and gives her the courage to stand.

so although theres a large frightened mess,
spurred to life by a small frightened voice.
on the opposite side she is blessed,
by the love that is holding her close.


lennie.

Piece

Hello there my name is content.
it's not that I have all i want,
it is merely that i am no longer aware
of what I am missing.
And I wish that I could tell you
how to find this numb as well.
But sometimes you forget you're alive
when you can't feel anything at all.

lennie.

Abstinence

Bright eyes turn the lights back on.
I dont know if it's the halogen or the fluorescents,
but you're prettier that way.

That and I'm afraid of the dark.

lennie.

Distance

it's a different kind of close
when you're still far away.
and you don't get to see her
every moment of the day.
it's a different kind of friend,
when you don't live next door.
and she isn't omnipresent
like she was before.
and you know all her secrets
and she knows all of yours
and you know that she'll love you
till she can't anymore.

lennie.

Tear

Stop that.
Don't you dare.
Take a deep breath,
Reign it all in.
If you let that escape, it's over.
Admittance of defeat.
The second it leaks,
you're sunk into the sea
the one that swirls around in your brain
and tells you
that you fell for it again.

lennie.

Sparks

I'm dreaming in ways that I don't understand
Sometimes it's your lips, sometimes it's your hands.
They're running me over with passion and want
Breathing so hard I can't form the word stop.
As you call me these things I don't see in myself.
A beauty, a spark that I put on the shelf.
I don't know your face, or your name or your voice.
But I think when I meet you, I'll fall without choice.
I'm dreaming in ways that I don't understand.
And I try not to wake up as hard as I can.


lennie.

Summer

It's hazy and your judgement has gone out the window
It's the time when your friends are furthest away.
And when you miss people the most.
Freedom and skin are running through the streets.
Shorter skirts and flip flops.
And best of all,
you can swim in the rain.


lennie.

Coaster

Dizzy and spun around.
Happy and high.
Flying because there's no ground to stand on.
Living because we can do nothing else.
Broken and thrown away.
Curled in a ball.
Running even without a destination.
Hiding because no one is seeking.
Dizzy and spun around.


lennie.

Untitled

Spring amidst winter
velvet against my fingertips
Sparkling glass and flowing red.
A perfect kind of pain.
Draw me towards the light and
let me go only when I am blind.
When I am blind, your lips will do.


lennie.

Adapted

It's daylight and he's hiding.
He isn't sure what to do in the sun.
He's dark and afraid and lost.
It's daylight and she's seeking.
She needs him to see the beauty of it all
She is air and oxygen and she's sifting through the smoke.
It's night
And they're alive.


lennie.

Victim

What's this?
A girl on her own in a world where they'll spit on her face to see if she'll cry.
Be tough be strong be perfect be pretty.
And somehow be yourself at the same time.
What's this?
A girl all alone in the bathroom with music so loud she can't hear herself retch.
A girl all alone biting her lip to keep herself from biting something else.
I wish I was surprised.


lennie.

Once

Bright eyes like the stars that peek out too early at twilight.
Except they're liars.
Soft lips like the skin of a child that doesn't know the meaning of innocence, and yet brings it to life.
Except they're poisonous.
How easily we trust the humble and lowly, forgetting to remember how they might have gotten so low in the first place.
The snake used to walk.
The cheater used to win.
Those who walk with their heads down once lifted their faces to the sun.
Once, the broken were loved.
Once, the broken were loved.


lennie.