Biography of Stephen Sherwood
I want to meet everyone. Yes, including you
Stephen Sherwood Poems
I am the music a simple spare note I pierce through silence, set the dancers afloat I am the rhythm, I am the rhyme I am the music and wickedly divine
Here i stand, im invulnerable yet all i see is another empty hole i dug it myself,6 feet beneath the ground im searching for a soul in the body that i found
My Dear Apocalyptic Friend
My dear apocalyptic friend, Will you shine when the world comes to an end? when nothings left to orbit, where will you go?
Love Is A Bullet
Love, it is a bullet. What you want when your afraid. You'd shoot to kill, if it's life you'd save. And when it hits,
Ode To The Fallen
Were the cameras ever rolling in the blood split square? When's a tank verse a man ever gonna be fair? You fight for your freedom, your right of speech, Its just the only thing that ever made you unique.
Silence It’s all around Mocking us with a senseless sound Will someone please just break this spell?
Noises Fluttered paces Half raised steps keeping time Like two old ghosts the float and shine
She's got a tattoo of a target and it's printed on her back. I think that I could mark it but I could not be exact-
The contradiction of - endless love and eternal hate Makes us bring together what they separate The sky was burned with the smell of smoke The pain still not cured, but there’s always hope
Ode To The Fallen
Were the cameras ever rolling in the blood split square?
When's a tank verse a man ever gonna be fair?
You fight for your freedom, your right of speech,
Its just the only thing that ever made you unique.
But the weapons are your thoughts and the bullets are your words
and the only thing they got was a fait they don't deserve
i don't know how it happened on the ever tragic day
i see that satans laughing so ill scream it in his face