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Canva AI Image Pure And Tender I’m falling to pieces Like a puzzle unfinished I move like a zombie With my vision diminished Which way do I turn My path is unclear Being lost and alone Is my greatest fear If I reach out my hand Will you pull me close I need your courage Like I need a dose Will you be my companion Will you walk with me Will you show me the way Or will you only flee I desperately need you My partner in crime I feel like I’m starting To run out of time My heart’s feeling frozen My emotions are numb So my arms are wide open You need only come Please come to me I need your strength I’m willing and able To go any length Your love gives me power You’re one of a kind There is no one better That I’ll ever find So let’s walk this path Us two together And share in a love That will last forever I reach out my hand To you I surrender Two lives joined as one In a love pure and tender Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 6.17.2025

"Monsters in the Dark"  Shadows creep upon the wall Where fears and doubts begin to call The darkness whispers, it taunts and plays As monsters hide in secret ways In dreams, they lurk with eyes aglow Their presence felt, though unseen, they grow The heart beats fast, the soul feels pain As terror reigns, and hope's in vain I tell myself they are all gone But in shadows and darkness, they continue to spawn The boy inside me that fears and dreads Still trembles with each creaking thread But when the light begins to shine The monsters falter, lose their design Their power wanes as dawn breaks near And in the light, they disappear Yet in the silence of a quiet night A newer fear arises, a different plight The shadows fade, the monsters sleep But I'm left with the fear of emptiness deep The fear of years that slowly pass Of reaching out for hands that won't last And in the darkness, every face I see Hides its own shadows, its own secrecy No warmth of love, no gentle h...

Canva AI Image No More Bags Left To Unpack My loneliness is killing me I find it hard to breathe And losing you was just too much  I find that I still grieve I guess it wasn’t hard for you Since you were the one to leave The one who never had a problem With trying to deceive But here I sit, by myself Lonely and afraid Wondering what things could’ve been  If you had only stayed I’m the one that got left behind In a love that you betrayed I don’t think it’s very fair  That I’m the one who paid I used to be so endlessly Lost inside your stare Building dreams on fantasies That we would always share To think that once I had thought That you might truly care When all I’m left with now inside Is a feeling of despair Yes I know it’s over And I don’t want you back At the house that we once called  Our Lovely Little Shack But I am not some fragile egg That’s going to easily crack Day by Day, with my strong will My life is more on track Yes, things are so much better now There’...

  Canva AI Image Patterns Will I ever be truly ready, to fall in love again? If the answer is yes… then how, why, where, and when? Am I standing in my own way? Is it a pattern I can break? I just don’t think I can handle, another bad heartache. Am I the problem in the relationship? Is it me who will always fail? Or have I waited far too long and that ship’s already set sail? Can someone please help me, make sense of this turmoil in my heart? It’s the honest truth… I don’t have the first clue where to start. I fear that rabbit hole is trying to grab me one more time. And if no one will lend a hand, I might not survive another climb. So maybe I’ll go tuck tail, and stay safely in my protective bubble. That way I won’t have to worry myself about anymore heartbreak trouble. So if you have any advice, that you would not mind sharing with me.. I think I’d finally be on my way, to living my life more happily! Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 5.7.2025

  Canva AI Image Sing Into The Silence Sing into the silence. To help end all the violence. Your voice needs to be heard. Speak your truth with every word. Always  stand up and stand tall. Even when your back’s against the wall. Be proud. Don't be afraid. Get on your path if you have strayed. Be strong when others are not able. Help them to become more stable. Don’t ever give up the fight. You can help to make things right. Spread your light upon this earth. By showing others what they’re worth. With the inner flame you always bring. Remember in the silence, it’s okay to sing. Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 4.30.2025

This was inspired by and written for my dear friend Tim Campbell. Thank you for everything, Tim! ♥️ Canva AI Image Confidence Where is my confidence? I can only find doubt. Never seems to matter, What it’s about. Always second guessing. Can’t make up my mind. And when I finally choose, I always try to hit rewind. Nothing gets accomplished. Because I can’t decide. The longer I let things go, The more I let them slide. Lord, I need your help. Please give me a sign. I need your loving guidance, In this life of mine. I’ve come to a conclusion. I’ll start following my gut. And maybe that will help me, To get out of this rut. Lord, thank you for the patience, That you have given me. I’ve come to a decision, I CHOOSE to be happy! Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 4.29.2025

  Canva AI Image Brick By Brick I want you in my life. I want our shared connection. But I’m so traumatized. I’m scared of your rejection. Never have I wanted, Something more than this. To feel your arms around me. To get lost in your kiss. But I am too damn fearful. Afraid to just say yes. To wrap my soul around you. To feel your soft caress. My walls have shut you out. But I want to let you in. It might take a while to tear it down, But I’m ready to begin. Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 4.30.2025

Canva AI Image I HOPE I NEVER VISIT HELL *What place in the world do you never want to visit? Why? (Poetry Prompt)* My life is going pretty well So I hope I never visit Hell A place I never want to go As it would surely dim my glow Made of brimstone and of fire A place that no one would desire Yes, my life is going pretty well So I hope I never visit Hell Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 4.16.2025   

Canva AI Image The Curfew As darkness falls  The shadows creep  A witch’s cauldron  Starts to steep The Ravens sing Their nightly song  And creatures scurry  In a throng People start  Rushing home  For in the night The dangers roam They hurry up  And lock their doors  They hear the wailing  From the Moors There’s eerie hooting  From the Owls  Perils lurk And evil prowls Some too frightened To fall asleep  Wolves are hunting  And they’re the sheep  The Witches cackle  The wind does carry  Seems to make  The night more scary  The windows barred  The shutters closed  An unspoken curfew  Is imposed  And those who choose  To brave the street To prove themselves  With daring feet Probably won’t  Remain alive  For very few  Ever survive  To share their story  Or lavish tale With those they meet Over an Ale They meet a fate That’s worse than death...