SILVER LINING

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Attempting to avoid my trauma 
Causes me more pain.

It's like trying to run faster
To escape the rain.

Hiding from my feelings
That always hold me hostage.

I can't tell you all the times
That I have nearly lost it.

I need to come to terms
With all my inner anguish.

Accept my vulnerability
I know that I can vanquish.

The stress that it has caused me
I will end my suffering.

Deal with all my problems
Because they have had no buffering.

Feeling better than I have
In at least a full decade.

Now that I am healing
My pain will start to fade.

I know I'm getting stronger
I'm feeling much less stressed.

Putting myself first
I will always try my best.

I am no longer at a crossroads
My spirit's finally shining.

Handling all my sorrows
Has become my silver lining.

Poetry Written By:

Eryn Dunbar
 
 

Comments

Anonymous said…
Even though I have been through different things, I have wrestled with my demons. I have been and still am working through the pain and sorrow. Writing out poems as started to help me take these this out of the compartments I have put them in. I truly believe there is a silver lining. Healing is and will continue to happen. The strength of my energy and light has and will only grow stronger…..thank you Eryn…..Alan
November 16, 2024 at 6:44 AM
Justice13james said…
The happiness in-between other feelings have been shining brighter, lasting longer. The downside is risking rejection or something worse (acceptance) by opening up. I feel it's somewhat described in your poem?
November 16, 2024 at 10:59 AM
Eryona Writes! said…
I have had the pleasure of watching you grow and heal. I love getting to know you better! 💕
November 17, 2024 at 1:05 PM
Eryona Writes! said…
Thank you, JJ for always understanding where I am coming from.
November 17, 2024 at 1:06 PM
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