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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

The Path To My Heart I gave you a map. It led straight to my heart. But you took the paper, And ripped it apart. Did I walk away? No, I lived in the lie. I gave you more chances. I thought you would try. But I guess that my map, Just leads to heartbreak. A pain so damn deep, A chasm of ache. So I’ve made a new map. One just for me. No twists to avoid. It will make me happy. I’ll follow this path. And I’ll take every turn. Till the pain is all gone. And I don’t feel the burn. And I'll reclaim my power. I'll reclaim my light. And I'll finally remember, That I'm worth the fight. Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 7.9.2025

From The Flame I loved you more than words could show, But love can’t bloom where cold winds blow. You left, and still I learned to stand, With trembling heart and open hand. At first, I begged the stars to mend. The silence carved where once was friend. But prayers can’t hold what won’t hold back, And hope can break when hearts go slack. You chose the door, and rang the bell. A quiet exit. No farewell. Yet here I am. Not wrecked. Not small. I cried. I broke… But did not fall. Your absence taught me how to bend. Without the need for you to tend. And in the echo of your name, I built a fire from the flame. I stitched my soul with threads of grace. No longer longing for your face. You left a wound, but I’m the cure. A love like mine will always endure. So when the past comes back to call, I’ll meet it strong. I will not crawl. I loved, I lost... But now I  see. The one I needed… was always me. Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 7.3.2025

  What Time Won’t Heal Time will not heal every wound Like a plant that cannot be pruned It has a beginning but has no end A Willow branch that cannot bend A path, a grove that gets no light No stars, no moon to fill your night A pain so deep in waters still It breaks your heart, it tests your will That soul who will not come around They are of this world, not in the ground But they have chosen to let you go And the loss of them has dimmed your glow They walked away. They are gone All you can do is carry on A lifetime of pain that is all too real  Yes, some wounds time will never heal Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 7.3.2025

Shadows of the past Your inner child carries scars that never fade, A weight that presses down, a burden to be made. In life and love, you search for a gentle hand, But every touch feels fleeting, lost in the sand. You yearn for love, for someone to see, The real you, beyond the walls you've built to be. But no matter how you give, no matter how you try, It's never enough, and tears fall, wondering why. Heartbreak echoes, a shattered soul's refrain, Your world upside down, consumed by pain. You claw your way back, through darkness and despair, A never-ending battle, with no one there to care. Nice people get taken, their kindness exploited and worn, Left alone with thoughts that fester and scorn. Fear of love again, fear of trust, a heart locked away, Afraid to let someone in, afraid of the price you'd pay. In the well of life, you're lost and alone, Forever searching for a way back home. Your heart, a fragile thing, shattered and worn, Longing for love, but afraid ...

Canva AI Image The Words We Didn’t Say It’s the words we didn’t say. That killed us in the end. For when you walked away. I lost my best friend. Our relationship lost meaning. The little things we used to do. The good times and the bad times. Everything that we went through. No longer seemed to matter. When you walked out that door. It’s like we just gave up. It wasn’t worth fighting for. And I’m supposed to be able. To start over one more time. Yet I’m not even able to write. My words no longer rhyme. Yes, it’s what we didn’t say. That I feel with such regret. That brought us to our end. A love I can’t. I won’t forget. Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 5.19.2025  

  Beneath Night’s Sky In every shadow And whispered word I call your name But I am not heard I walk in darkness Or in moonlight Channeling My second sight I search for you In the sunlights beam But I only find you When I dream And to be honest That’s not enough I’m chained to you With this ethereal cuff How am I To let you go When your love Is all I know I’m overwhelmed With such grief I crack and break Like a falling leaf I’m a woodland nymph That can no longer fly I seek you out As I softly cry But you are gone And you won’t return And for your love I will always yearn There’s an affirmation That I need to say So I will chant it Every day “I am stronger Than I look True, you stole pages From my book” “But I’m not weak I’m only brave And I will no longer give More than you gave” Now I let you go And I wave goodbye As I walk alone Beneath night’s sky Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 5.9.2025

  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 I Don’t Chase We are through, and I’m done trying. I'm sick of all your constant lying. Our relationship has been slowly dying. And I’m not willing to continue crying. When we met, I was sure it was fate. I had thought, we were doing great. I wanted to wipe clean the slate. Do not worry, I will not retaliate. But I’m feeling lost. Need to break free. I will not be a victim, willingly. If only I could have made you see. That you had it all when you had me. It's not the first trial I have had to face. I will not miss your embrace. You will be so easy to replace. But I'm walking away... Because I don’t chase. Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 4.25.2025

  Canva AI Image I Saved My Soul You stole my heart You fucking thief I don’t know how To end my grief I’m feeling lost I’m not myself You’ve really fucked My mental health I tried so hard To make you see That I am layered There’s more to me But all you saw Was my face You tried to steal My inner grace So I up and left I walked away I remember it rained On that day Now I’m free And I’ll soon be whole For by leaving you I saved my soul Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 4.25.2025

Canva AI Image The Ghost Of You I’m not gonna tell you a lie. I’m not doing that well. I miss you so damn much. I’m going through endless hell. One day you up and left. I don’t know where you went. I fall asleep holding your pillow. Because it still holds your scent. Left all on my own. Since you have been gone. You made it look so easy. But I just can’t move on. What about your mail? I don’t know where to send it. The way you disappeared. I can hardly comprehend it. I seem to have lost count. Of all the tears I’ve shed. The pain is overwhelming. So much was left unsaid. I didn’t see the signs. You left without a warning. So I sit here alone. Our love, I am still mourning. Now I am a broken shell. One half of a soul. Where once I was complete. Now I am not whole. All the years spent together. Must have been a waste of time. My writing has lost all meaning. My words have lost their rhyme. One day I’ll come to terms. With the fact that we are through. But until that day finally comes. I’...

  Canva AI Image God I Miss Your Face I know I should be happy That you have been freed But I sit here and I cry Watching my heart bleed I’m glad your pain is gone But my pain just won’t heal I’m having mixed emotions I don’t know how to feel Survivors guilt is strong Why couldn’t it be me I’d gladly take your place Beneath the Willow Tree The heavens gained an angel But the world has lost its glow Losing you is madness The energy won’t flow If I could have just one thing I’d want another day with you Instead I come unraveled Because you were my glue I know I’ll carry on Because I have no choice I won’t embrace the darkness As I still hear your voice Telling me you love me Surrounded in your grace I know you’re always with me But God, I miss your face Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 3.27.2025

  Wings Canva AI Image With Wings I Take Flight You clip my wings when I’m ready to soar. Why do you always need me to give more? I think you’re a mistake that I’ve made before. For my own sake, I should walk out that door. You hold me back when all I want is to race. This isn’t a love that I want to embrace. You’re like the demons that I no longer face. I think bowing out will be my saving grace. My light is now fading. It’s starting to die. I’m praying for God to answer my cry. The decision is made. Now I’m going to try. Look at me go.. I am soaring so high! Wings no longer clipped. Away I now fly! Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 3.2.2025

Think Twice You think that you can break me? I'm stronger than I look. However you’re a narcissist, Off the pages of a book. One of us will lose this fight. I promise it's not me. I won’t be your punching bag. Nor a victim, willingly. I feel bad for all the others, That you got to first. Knowing that’s how you get off, Quenching your sick thirst. I have all their backs.  I’ll fight for each and every one. I’m giving you a head start, So boy, you’d better run. I promise I will catch you.  And it’s you that’s going down. You don’t deserve to be a king. I’m gonna strip you of your crown.    We are not scared of you, So boy, you had better think twice. Because in the end it’s gonna be you, That will always pay the price. Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 2.17.2025