Eryona Writes! Copyright (c) 2024

  Dancing With Your Ghost The pain I feel’s unbearable As I mourn my dearest friend But I’ll keep dancing with your ghost Until the day we meet again You were more than just my friend You were my other half The one who always found a way To make me belly laugh It never seemed to matter All the miles in between In my eyes you were a hero And to you, I was a queen So yes, I’ll keep on dancing With my arms around your ghost And until that day we meet again Each night, to you… I’ll toast Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 11.21.2025

  The Scent of Us My pain is my perfume, You wear grief like cologne. The fragrance surrounds us, Each scent stands alone. We linger in silence, Our sorrows entwine, Yet even with distance, Your ache mirrors mine. The air feels familiar… A blend of regret. The ghosts of our losses, We cannot forget. Still I breathe you in softly, Through sorrow and rain. For even in heartache, There’s beauty in pain. But time is a cleanser, A wind through the years. It carries our anguish, It softens our tears. And maybe one morning, When memories' fade, We’ll walk through the sunlight, No longer afraid. For pain is just proof, That love had its day. And the scent of our story, Will never decay. Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 11.8.2025

THE STILLNESS OF YOU You are my anchor. You keep me from drifting. Our bond is so strong. Your mere presence, uplifting. The stillest of waters, Can run dangerously deep. Yet you quiet my soul, When my heart wants to weep. You are my safe harbor . When my mind's storm runs asunder. Always calming my spirit, When it's pounded by thunder. When shadows grow heavy, You help me to see… That serenity's not found. It’s created in me. You steady my course, When I start to sway. You remind me of light, When skies turn to gray. Through each crashing wave, You have anchored me true. Now my heart's found its peace... In the  stillness of you . Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 11.14.2025

  Our Endless Love The way we met Is its own story. I’ll tell the tale In all its glory. Have you ever heard How two souls can collide? About a love so strong It can’t be denied? Well that doesn’t touch What we both share. A bond like ours Is truly rare. Each day I wake I wear a smile. For I get to hold her For a while. And all day long I wear this grin. As I count the hours Till we embrace again. I honestly know How lucky I am. That she chose me To be her man. It’s been nine years Three months, five hours. Since God blessed us With His celestial powers. And I remember when I first called her. And how I get to worship At her altar. Because what we have Goes beyond mere pleasure. God gave me His Most sacred treasure. I promise this I won’t take her for granted. The life we’ve built The seeds we’ve planted. And as years drift by And our hair turns gray, I’ll still thank the heavens Each and every day. And if the stars look down They’ll see us still strong. Two souls in rhythm One sac...

  Into The Thaw You come off cold. Your heart encased, In layers thick with frost. But if you let me help you thaw, You’ll find what once was lost. If you choose to stay this way, The ice will surely spread. Yet if you let me through your walls, I’ll melt each frozen thread. I understand why you retreat, Why icy silence hides your pain. But walls that keep out hurt and loss Bind love in heavy chain. I vow to stay, through sun or storm, No matter what may be. For I was once an ice queen too… Entrapped in misery. If you don’t allow the ice to melt, You’ll lose your tender soul. You’ll never feel the warmth again, You’ll break and won’t be whole. But I can see beneath it all, The brilliant way you used to glow. Together we’ll reclaim your fire, And let your true and pure heart flow. So take my hand. Release the past, Let winter’s coldness flee. Your spring awaits, just trust my warmth… And fall  into  the  thaw   with   me. Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunb...

The Imposter Healer See that reserved, soft smile? The one she always wears? Well, even when it’s muted, Every person stops and stares. They think, “Oh, she’s got it easy.” “Her life must be so good.” But things have always gone sideways, More often than they should. That smile’s a piece of armor, A sliver of disguise. A way to keep up appearances, So no one hears her cries. You cannot see the scars, That others like to cause. But that girl who’s standing there, Deserves our deep applause. And here I’m left to wonder… Could she ever even know? With eyes that shine so bright with love, To me she’s a hero. She’s such a loving creature, With the biggest, kindest heart. But one after another, They’ve torn it all apart. Yet people come to her for help, Drawn to her brilliant, golden light. But she’s left feeling like a fraud. Alone, she fights her fears each night. How can someone who’s shattered, Help other people heal? Her thoughts become distorted. She forgets what’s even real. She feels...