The Hammering

[]= The Hammering =[]


Never again, never again, will you break me down
See it again see it again, upon your face is the frown
Never again, never again, Will you bring disgrace
Feel it again feel it again, as I break your face

As I hammer upon your jaw,
Feel the force of my law
Thrashing with ire
Blaze of anger’s fire

Quiver and shake in fear
Your end is here
A clenched fist’s assault
Exposing coward’s fault

As I hammer upon your jaw,
Feel the force of my law
Thrashing with ire
Blaze of anger’s fire

Knuckles of iron crush your brow
The time has come, it is now
War of the son of skirmish
Now I give you your wish
It ends now!

As I hammer upon your jaw,
Feel the force of my law

The Rising Pheonix of Division

/|^|\The Rising Phoenix of Division/|^|\

Division great, the blade dull
As it slashes through our flesh with the cull
Most painful and absolute
It plays through segregation flute
Once lost for nothing brought down
Time wreaks havoc in life’s town
Though the world hates what we are
We are left with a shameful scar
We now divided by the waste
We are left with that bitter taste.
But we shall rise up now more than the atrophy
And defeat this catastrophe
For we are the ones who will remain
When all else has forgotten the stain
We shall remain when all else is lost
And we shall be the ones to pay the cost

A word to the broken Hearted

<\3 A Word To A Broken Heart <\3

As the dawn breaks over the hill
Our hearts are held captive still
With a heart shattered into shards of glass
They appear for a moment as diamonds vast
This shard of glass, this broken heart
Was looking for a place where to start
Rather than its eternal fall
And destruction of it all
We were looking for a way out
But instead we were stricken with doubt
We were looking for a sacred path
Yet we were unable to do the needed math
Pain and misery is the master our hearts
For we were hit with a killing stroke, sorrows dart
It seems as life is over, only for it to begin a new
Who will be left standing? One or two?
One thing is for sure, the sound of sorrow is a beautiful sound
Sure it's the evidence of pains renown
But it shows how life has faired,
And how we all truly cared.

Fantasy

~~~~FANTASY~~~~~

I fought for the lie
Of deceptions tie
I fell oh so far
Unable to reach par
I fought for ecstasy
All it’s ever been was fantasy

I thought I was fighting the good fight
I thought I had all things right
I now need to get on track
I now need to get right back
To where I was, back at peace


I fell so vary hard
Yet I played the sympathy card
It only failing worse yet
Now I truly have reason to fret.

I thought I was fighting the good fight
I thought I had all things right
I now need to get on track
I now need to get right back
To where I was, back at peace


Fantasy, fantasy
Is calling me
I don’t want to be
The things I see
But truth beckons
These few seconds
Cause fantasy to flee
O my God hear my plea

I thought I was fighting the good fight
I thought I had all things right
I now need to get on track
I now need to get right back
To where I was, back at peace
To where the fantasy can cease

Solitude

|||Solitude|||


As a dark moon rises slowly on the horizon
I take a step back to reevaluate certain lessons
As I stare down to the ground a grimace flows
As the barrenness of my life shows
What have I done all this for? What am I?
It seems I am stuck on the ground, unable to fly
I can’t seem to just get up and just reach the sky
But rather I just lay down curl up and die
What am I doing here? All I do is observe
I may be ahead of the curve
But what has it gained me? What am I looking for?
I have not gained anything at all to give my ardor
I have only gained pain and mistrust through it all.
I feel it pushing on me, my death, my pain, my fall.
How can I live with the fact I am standing in place
When everyone else can’t even see behind my face
I put on such a beautiful mask it hides me well
And it hides from everyone anything I don’t wish to tell.
I just need to lie down and deteriorate out of this vim
And just fade out of all I have ever been. Detail and trim
I carry on day to day, dragging my feet slowly
Just being a creature, beaten and so lowly
I am trying to look up to skies blue
But there is nothing I can do.
For the moon is rising, the sky darkens great
I now am left in shadow, nothing to cling to or state
I just now stand alone; face overcast in stone cold grief
One day I will be brought peace, eternal relief
Until then I shall carry on, a vagabond in my own land
By my side stands no one, alone I shall ever stand.
Don’t worry about little things, me and my comfort
Just don’t think that it will help any, your effort
I don’t think it will do anything for me now
It won’t get me to smile or even go wow
Its over go away, I don’t need your pseudo-attitude
I will take my chances with the safety of being solitude.

Ash

-_-_-_-ASH-_-_-_-

Ash: Burnt earth
Burning flesh of the hearth
Fire, fire! Burn, burn
Bring it down brazen turn
Destroy audaciously!
Fire fight brazenly
Show the world power with flame
And let us stand alone to blame.
Flaming decent
Charcoal scent
Flare! Flare! Torch! Torch!
Blackened by flaming scorch
Encased in smoke
Life to choke
Reveal the flare you hold within
Light it up so we may begin.
Bury the living
In ash of the flaming
Smoke, smoke! Ash, Ash!
Tear it down till it’s crashed
Choke with smog
Loose them in the gray fog.
Leave them in the dark smoking haze
While we set this world ablaze

Reflections of a Soul Pt. 1-4

PT. 1 –The HOLLOW

Hollow one, how far have you fallen?
Hollow one, when will you see?
Hollow one oh hollow one, open your eyes
Hollow one so hollow, just pick yourself up
Hollow one so empty, realize the image
Hollow one so alone; see the sky so blue
Hollow so hollow; why do you suffer?
Hollow, the cavern within you deep
Hollow, where is the void to fill?
Why can’t the hollow smile?
Why can’t the hollow feel?
Why has the vacant hollow lost his purpose?
Hollow one so hollow, depressed and vacant
Look with hollow eyes to the skies so blue
And try to feel the hollow that lurks inside
Hollow, hollow, empty and hollow
How long will you remain hollow?
Going on in hollow meaning
How long will you choose hollow?



PT. 2 — The FAÇADE

Façade how you protect me well
You keep me safe from the enemies
You hide me from my allies also
You keep everything as cold extremity
Façade you keep me safe
Away from the world, this mask of falsehood
I love you dearly my sweet Façade
You help me betray and protect with a straight attitude
My façade so false so secret it treats me well
I love the fact they can’t see into my mind
But again it’s because I am afraid that I must hide
I wish to be my façade and leave me behind.


PT. 3 – The DARKNESS

Darkest of mind, tormented and fresh
Allow me to tear them from their flesh
I am the darkness deep within the mind
I crave destruction to leave none to find
I am terror, horror, tormentor malice
I wish to end it all in swift bliss
With a smile on my face and a blade in hand
Destruction and torment, is my command
I am the darkness within the heart of men
And I have not spared this one; not a single sin



PT. 4 - The FEAR

Fearful self why do you shake?
Fearful self why do you cry?
Fearful self why must you run?
Fearful self why must you die?

Why do you live in fear?
Why must you die here?
Why can't you just live on?
And not wish it all gone?
Why can't you stand tall?
Instead of throwing away it all?

Fearful, fearful self, why can't you fight?
Fearful of fear you are
Fearful of bravery even more
Oh fearful coward why must you lay down and die?

The Introduction

I am Noah. A simple person with not so simple ideals. I am basing my blog off myself, the name Stitched lips, refers to how I am afraid to speak my feelings in person, this blog will be my escape to the world. I call my self Lucky, for I am lucky to be alive. Its also a character in the following poem. Take a look, tell me what you think. Further more, I will be posting self-drawn pictures of Lucky and a comic strip I am working on about him and his adventure of life and love.

--|Stitched Lips|--

Stitched lips
Clothed finger tips
Dying soul
Used like a tool

Lucky I believe so
Despite all the woe
I am still alive
But still deprived

Empty dark eyes
An object to despise
Mistreated, hurt, and betrayed
All I need is for someone to stay

Ready to forgive
An anger’s fugitive
Devine acceptance
Not needless vengeance

Arms open wide
Waits for you inside
Fell the warmth, embrace
To you, mercy and grace