Eryona Writes! Copyright (c) 2024

  THE KEY I can’t stop my tears, Why am I crying? I feel like my spirit, Is slowly dying. The weight of my sorrow, Is heavy, unkind. It burrows so deeply. Through soul and through mind. Yet somewhere within me, A whisper remains. That even through heartache, There’s strength in my veins. So let the tears fall, They’re part of the fight, For healing is born, From embracing the light. And though I feel broken, I still hold the key. To rise from this darkness, And set my soul free. The dawn will remind me, That shadows don’t last. Hope blooms in ashes, Of pain that has passed. For deep in my spirit, A bright flame did survive. So I might still be grieving… But I’m learning to thrive. Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 8.24.2025

  If Dragons Were Heartache If dragons were heartache Then mine would be slayed If love were a color Then you're my favorite shade You brighten the darkness With your light that won’t fade You’re a blanket of grass And I love every blade If stars were your laughter I’d live for the night And trace every sparkle That feels like your light You silence my chaos By just being in sight You catch all my tears And make everything right You’re comfort and fire You’re protection and flame You’re the calm in the storm That I whisper by name If it were anyone else I would not feel the same You’re my greatest love And your heart I do claim You’re my favorite person And you’ve never lied And you’ve always healed me The times I have cried So if ever I wander Too far from your side Please know that I love you Forever with pride So if dragons were heartache And love was the cure Then you’d be my shelter Where I’d feel secure I'm glad that my journey Took a detour For it led me to love That is ...

  The Weight of Guilt The clock is ticking on the wall. I said I’d catch you when you fall. But I was late and so you fell. And now I’m left an empty shell. The weight of guilt, it feels so strong. My mind consumed by what went wrong. And what you did, it’s hard to believe. I feel your loss and cannot breathe. I failed my friend and I can’t rescind. I try to feel you on the wind. But I guess that you are really gone. And that your spirit has moved on. In the mirror I see your face. And I hope you’re wrapped in heaven’s grace. All I know is I miss my friend. I hope one day my heart will mend. But for now I live in pain. The way you left is so insane. I cry out to you on fallen knees. But you don’t respond to my tortured pleas. Yet every time I shed a tear. I like to think you might be near. But the clock still ticks upon the wall. Reminding me I missed your call. And when I hear your laughter on the breeze. I think it helps in small degrees. I hope one day to forgive myself. For not...