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Letting  Him  Step In  I think I’m at my breaking point, But God says I am wrong.  He says I can face anything, For He built my spirit strong. But some days I don’t feel so strong. In fact, I feel quite weak. I send up prayers every night, For the guidance that I seek. I ask Him why the road feels steep, Why burdens never cease. Why strength can feel so far away, When all I want is peace. And in the silence of my doubt, When answers don’t appear. I feel Him in the quiet calm, That gently draws me near. So maybe strength isn’t the roar, I thought it had to be. It’s choosing to keep moving on, When no one else can see. And even on my weakest days, When I can barely stand. I know that I don’t walk alone, I’m held within His hand. Maybe strength is not the fight, I thought I had to win. So I’m leaning on His promises… And letting  Him  step in. Original Poetry Written By  Eryn Dunbar   Copyright ©️ 4.23.2026

No Dragons Were Slain Dragons weren’t fearsome, They were gentle and kind. Keepers of knowledge, That enlightened the mind. They could pass through the realms, Of both shadow and light. For they possessed ancient wisdom, And the gift of third sight. Kingdoms could not tame them, Though they sought the upper hand. But our dragons loved their freedom, And would not bend to our command. It wasn’t flame they feared the most, Nor the talons dragons grew. What frightened every kingdom, Was how much the dragons knew. They carried truths throughout the ages, Every secret crowns concealed. No king could buy their silence, For fear the truth would be revealed. So the kings made their decision, The people’s minds now full of lies. They made a proclamation, That every dragon dies. The kings’ determination, Filled their lands with dread. A bounty placed upon the dragons, For every severed head. They could have scorched the kingdoms, And set the lands aflame. But harming those who’d done no wrong, W...

  Fish Out Of Water She’s a fish out of water That others watch flounder Her shells are all broken The ones that once crowned her They sit and they watch As she bakes in the sand But not even once Have they offered a hand She’s out of her element A fish from the sea Left to suffer alone With her unanswered plea If some gentle soul Could just put her back in She’d swim with a vengeance She might actually win But this is just something She can’t do on her own She’s praying to God That His mercy is shown She feels like she’s dying Her breath starts to waver Feeling so helpless With no one to save her She suddenly realizes Though a little too late That her lonely death Was always her fate So she closes her eyes For the very last time The most beautiful fish… Has now died in her prime Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 11.14.2025

The Exit Wound I’m falling to pieces I’m standing here broken Where I want to fix us You think that I’m joking I beg you to see me To meet me halfway But instead you walk past Like there’s nothing to say You voice that I’m needy While rolling your eyes You don’t see the truth Just your version of lies I try to reach out But you turn and deflect And I’m left with this silence That feels like neglect I’m tired of aching I’m done feeling small Of loving someone Who gives nothing at all I begged you to fight But instead you let go Now I finally see What I needed to know This isn’t love It’s a cycle of pain And staying with you Would drive me insane So I’ll pack up my pieces And carry them home I may walk away broken But won’t mindlessly roam Because healing begins When the hurting can end So that love that I gave you I now choose to rescind Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 8.21.2025

  It’s In The Way You Make Me Laugh I love the way you love me, And how you always make me laugh. Laughter’s a strong emotion, One I crave as an empath. You read me without asking, Sense the shifts I never say. You know when I am fading, And you push my gloom away. When the world feels far too heavy, And my heart feels paper-thin. You don’t try to fix the chaos, You just pull me safely in. Your humor breaks the tension, Like sunlight through a crack. You remind me who I am, When I start to get off track. You make space for all my feelings, Never asking me to shrink. You let me feel things deeply, Without pushing me to think. And in that shared laughter, In the joy you help me find. I feel seen, I feel protected, I feel loved, and not confined. Because loving me means patience, And you wear it like a gift. You don’t dull my sensitivity, You help it to uplift. So if you ever wonder why, Your laughter means so much to me. It’s because you love me gently… And that’s where I am most fre...

Her Downward Spiral Have you ever stopped to wonder That it’s not  just your heart that’s broke Your choices are much louder  Than the words that you have spoke Now you’re sinking deeper  With every line of coke you hit Shooting up your dope Till both your mind and veins are split You’ve started falling faster  Down into that rabbit hole You need to find your own way out  Or you might lose your soul I’ve loved you since the day we met,  When you first stole my breath But this path that you’re now walking down,  Will only lead to death For one last time, I’m reaching out,  Please just grab my hand I can’t watch you as you spiral,  Forever lost in that quicksand If you decide to pick addiction,  Then it’s your loved ones who will lose It might be a hard decision,  But it’s you that has to choose Everyone of us unravels,  And over time our edges fray It’s how we choose to heal  That gets some lost along the way So Go...

  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...

  STUMBLING THROUGH THE DARK When you’re feeling overwhelmed and you think you’ve lost your spark. You’re blinded by your tears and you’re stumbling through the dark. Don’t know which way is up or which direction you should turn. And the ache that has consumed you has now become an endless burn. Whatever situation. However big. However small. I’d run a million miles. I’ll always catch you when you fall. Nothing else will matter. I don’t care what is at stake. I will always be there. When you’re whole or when you break. You are that important. And by your side I’ll always stand. I’d cover any distance. I’m reaching out a steady hand. I’ll find you in the darkness. I’ll never leave, I hope you know. I’ll pull you into sunlight. Away from where the shadows grow. No matter what the challenge. Through the good days and the bad. Through the laughter and the struggles. Through all the tears when you are sad. I stand with open arms. Fall into me each time you break. I’ll always hold you up...

  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...