wandering within staggering to place
one face into my memory where there
it will be still and at peace.

Lost in the images of love
reaching out with eager hands
longing for one small hole to
be filled with tenderness.

Lost in the images of love
i am blinded by my interpretations
of feelings that should feed my hungrey
soul and heal my many wounds.

Lost in the images of love
slowley i bow and humbley hide away
in the center of my confessions
yet the world around me moves on.
by:cheryl shillingburg


once i was pure and filled with joy
so many dreams like a child with a
new toy the world was big and full
of oppertunities but none of them
ever seemed to make it to me now i
just veiw the world from afar no
exscape like a firefly caught in a
jar i watch the people day after day
and i to am like them much to my
dismay but my heart is beging to
turn to stone from all the pain my
soul has known only wanting the love
i give in this life sometimes i dont
want to live all i ever recieve is
strife i dont think i will ever be
the same everything begins to fade.
by:cheryl shillingburg




love is a rolling stone if you get
caught in it's way heartaches forever
is the enternal price you pay love
rolls across the tounghs of saint
and sinners alike mostly covering
insecurity not always right the
word of love i wish lips spoke my
way is to hear it from the soul in
which the one who loves me should
say love can be painfull and beauty
as well but love is a secret some
never tell but the hurt love usally
provides im dreaming will soon subside
across the ocean so blue i look to see
me standing with you in a love that
fear can never touch this is why i
love you so very much.
by:cheryl shillingburg