WILLOW TREE

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Willow Tree
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Willow Tree


I am so tired of the games that you’ve played.
The price that is needed is too high to be paid.
I thought this love was something I wouldn’t trade.
Like your favorite song, that is often overplayed.
But it isn’t love when you’re left feeling afraid.

There sit our rings, that we had engraved.
No matter what, some things can’t be saved.
But is it even love when you’re feeling enslaved?
Left with a bitterness when it’s the sweetness I craved.
So I will start a new journey. Take the roads left unpaved.

No longer feel trapped. I am finally free.
Once in a nightmare. Now your face I don’t see.
Light shines through the branches of my Willow tree.
I am safe and secure. I embrace the new me.
My life has found balance and I am truly happy.

Original Poetry Written By
Eryn Dunbar
Copyright (c) 3.2.2025 

Comments

Justice13james said…
The idea of things in place, rings engraved or caterer paid not worth a lifetime of misery and moving forward alone barely makes sense and the onl y thing that makes sense at the same time. Then somehow find myself in a different situation with the same bad feeling of the other side of the bed has a different villain though it didn't start that way holding onto a dream as one-sided as it may be having hurt myself by holding on to hope too long for the last time. The seas were filled by the tears of families of those lost at sea with broken hearts from every source, men and women alike. Hoping for my time to shine, being loved where's mine
March 9, 2025 at 1:59 PM
Eryona Writes! said…
Wow, JJ. This is poetically beautiful while also sadly heartbreaking. Just so you know, in my eyes you already shine so brightly that it is almost blinding. You have such an amazing, giving soul and heart. I am and always will be, grateful for you. ❤️🥲❤️
March 10, 2025 at 3:11 PM
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