Eryona Writes! Copyright (c) 2024

  I Will Rise  The silence feels heavier than diamond or stone, A hollow echo where love had once shone. The nights are so long, as my tears still fall, And grief paints shadows across the wall. Yet even in this aching night, A flicker glows. A softer light. For sorrow, though it bends my frame, Cannot erase love’s steady flame. The heart remembers, fierce and true, The bond that time cannot undo. Though loss has carved its ruthless scar, It shows me just how strong we are. So let me grieve, but let me grow, Through shattered ground new roots still show. And when tomorrow calls my name, I’ll rise again. I'll stake my claim. For hope is born where pain resides, And healing blooms where love abides. The dark may linger, but I see… A brighter day still waits for me. Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright 11.8.2025

  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...

  November Skies The tears I cannot seem to dry. As I stand beneath November’s sky. You left and you’re not coming back. How long’s it been? I’ve lost track. I think you’re watching from above. For what we shared was timeless love. But I cannot seem to let you go. And the pain is more than you can know. The leaves still fall, the wind still sighs. But joy has vanished from my eyes. I speak your name in whispered breath. And feel the hush of grief and death. Your coat still hangs behind the door. Your footprints live upon the floor. I swear I feel your hand in mine. When silence stills the world in time. And though they say I’ll heal with years. My heart still bleeds through hidden tears. You are the ache I carry wide. The love I keep, though you have died. But then the light breaks through the trees. And I can breathe in small degrees. I feel you linger in the air. A quiet warmth that meets me there. So I will walk this road somehow. With all your love still here, right now. And ev...

Mama, How I Miss You Mama, how I miss you Life is not the same I have survivor's guilt I feel like I’m to blame I’m supposed to carry on But I don’t know how to do it How can I keep going Without you here to help me through it Some days I hear your whisper In a breeze or a moonbeam But when I reach to hold you You vanish like a dream I try to be so strong I smile, I fake, I cope But deep inside, I’m begging For one more thread of hope I wish that I had said more I wish that I had known That you’d be gone so quickly And I’d face this world alone I talk to you in silence I cry when no one sees I hope you hear my aching heart When I drop down to my knees But maybe love like ours Can never break or die And maybe when I miss you You’re the warmth behind the sky But sometimes in the quiet When I’m crumbling at the seams I feel you wrap around me Like sunlight in my dreams Mama, how I miss you I hope you know how much you meant I swear you’re here right now For I smell your powdered scent...

Grief Is An Ocean Grief is an ocean. The pain are the waves. You’re surrounded by water. Trapped in it for days. It comes and it goes. It can last your whole life. Millions of ripples. That slice like a knife. It pulls you down in silence. Just when you catch your breath. A current made of memories. A tide that speaks of death. But floating in the sorrow, Are fragments of the past. The laughter and the love, That somehow seem to last. The shoreline feels so distant, But it’s always drawing near. Each tear you cry a compass, To the ones you hold most dear. And though the storm may linger, And salt still stains your skin, You’re learning how to navigate, The aching world within. So let the waters rise and fall. You’ve learned to ride their flow. Grief may never leave you, But you choose the way you grow. For in your chest, a lighthouse, Still bravely dares to burn. A beacon lit by love, For those who won’t return. You might walk with absence, But you don’t walk alone… you’re whole. You c...

  TILL WE BOTH ASCEND Suddenly I get a chill. And then I feel the greatest thrill. Your face is staring back at me. It’s more than just a memory. I smell your scent upon a breeze. It calms my heart. I’m filled with ease. I swear that I can feel you near. I think that you are really here. I feel your hand upon my cheek. I try but I can’t seem to speak. Tears start running down my face. Because now I’m wrapped in your embrace. I try my best to catch my breath. I’ve been so lost since your death. The days are blurred and I’ve lost track. But somehow, someway you’ve made it back. A cosmic design. My one soulmate. Divinely touched. The hands of fate. Brought us together once again. Reunited with my best friend. A love so grand it must transcend. I won't let go, till we both ascend. For a bond like ours can never end. Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 6.19.2025

  Man O’ War I would have dimmed my light To let your own star blaze. Stared at you contentedly As I got lost in your gaze. I would have flown a spaceship Up to outer space. If there was even half a chance That I would get to see your face. I’d happily traipse through the desert Or fight a man o’ war. Just to have spent the day with you The man that I adore. But what I won’t do is change myself for you  For I am happy as I am. Instead, this is me walking away Because I no longer give a damn. Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 5.19.2025

  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 Finding Grace How much more am I to take? Each night in bed I lay awake. My pain for you, it runs so deep. It seems my eyes can only weep. Losing you is so unfair. I’m left down here, while you’re up there. You’re a beautiful angel. I’m just a person. God, this grief seems to only worsen. Answer me! Give me a sign! Tell me that you’re doing fine! I need to know that you’re okay. My heart breaks more every day. Anything at all, you could say or do. To help me survive a life without you. I think I’m slowly going insane. Because I’m lost in unbearable pain. How am I to carry on? Now that you are truly gone? I’m falling down this rabbit hole. Slowly, as I lose control. I smell the scent of your perfume. It permeates through every room. This wasn’t how it was supposed to end. A long life of love, with my best friend. Your death was not what we had planned. Of growing old, hand in hand. I feel bereft and all alone. I’ve lost the greatest love I’ve known. What is thi...

  Canva AI Image I Once Called You Mine Loving you was such a blessing Losing you. The hardest lesson They say that time will help you heal The pain inside. The ache you feel I just don’t see how that is true When every thought’s consumed by you And although our time had to end I smell your perfume on the wind And then I know you’re somewhere near Your presence helps to calm my fear I know one day we’ll meet again And even though I don’t know when I’ll wait for you until that day And lift you up each time I pray No matter the years or how old I’ve grown You’ll always be the greatest love I’ve known And from the heavens I see your light shine And smile knowing, I once called you mine Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 3.27.2025

  Canva AI Image The Pain of Loss No one teaches you how to grieve. The pain you feel when loved ones leave. How some days you can’t get out of bed. Or the endless tears your eyes will shed. I can’t believe that you are gone. I don’t know how I can move on. I pray to God with desperate pleas. I need more than your memories. I miss your voice. I miss your face. Your calming words. Your soft embrace. But would I choose to never know? How it felt to bask in your warm glow? The answer never seems to change. There’s nothing I would rearrange. We’ll meet again. I promise you. You’re the greatest love I ever knew. Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 3.26.2025

A Willow Tree Canva AI Image Beneath The Willow Tree   I saw you today, beneath the willow tree.  I’m glad you’re at peace and finally free. From the pain that ravaged your entire body. It held you so tight and so cruelly. Watching you suffer while I stood helplessly. I’ll be honest with you. I miss your sweet face. And being held in the warmth of your gentle embrace. You are someone I could never replace. That’s why I come so often to your resting place.  Just to be near you. Wrapped in your grace. And so I update you about what’s going on. I swear I hear your laughter even though you’re gone.  I think you’d like my new friend. His name is John. He used my poetry in his latest song. And he makes me feel like the most beautiful swan. He truly makes me shine. Such an alluring glow. Don’t worry yourself. We are taking things slow.  Our lives woven together, while the both of us sew. Now it’s getting dark, so I’d better go. But I’ll be back tomorrow, when the sun’s...

Thinking   It never works out well Spending time within my mind The thoughts are overwhelming There’s no telling what they’ll find The disappointments are abundant Scars that run real deep The days I can’t get out of bed And nights I get no sleep All the bad and all the good Coming one after the other The birth of all my kids Then the day I found my brother The quiet feels so loud With the noise between my ears Love that tore my world apart So many wasted years The friends who stand beside me The ones that ran away Feeling lost with no direction Then a poet saved the day For everything that hurts Another brings a smile Tired of being on this ride Need to step off for a while This thinking doesn’t work for me I need to find my place Where I can finally settle down Get out of this rat race  I’m going to lay my head down Pray I’m able to get some rest Start it all again tomorrow It may not be perfect but I’ll do my best Poetry Written By: Dave Poetry Published By: Eryn Dunbar ...